…A beautiful rose can grow only in tears
if I was to live my life again, and I had to live the same things again and again
because Nietzsche would ask me to
I would
And I would be glad
Its only that this precise moment I am really cold
posted by carpediem at 9:53 μ.μ.
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η ζωή (μάλλον) είναι ωραία και (ίσως) είναι μικρή...
the sun is shining (?) keep smilling
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