You have the whole world on your back.
This giant seems mighty small today.
And it seems to me,
As if this was about eternity, eternity.
My friend,
You just can't divide the world.
Something always remains.
Open eyes, a glass of courage and a few lines.
A sick heart is fighting against this common sense.
No matter whether the tide is high or low, there is always a beach behind the sea.
And every word is a step away from the path.
And you can no longer see where the destination is.
If nothing holds you anymore,
Then don't stand still.
Because you have to move on.
I'll try to be honest for once.
I don't know the answer Solution,
I still know my way around here.
I can try to find a few sentences,
But they won't cure anything and they won't help you out of this.
And Honestly, this is just about you.
Now don't cling to everything you don't know.
Everything you wish you knew.
Because who should you Just ask and here the circle closes.
Here a sick heart fights against a healthy mind.
No matter whether the tide is high or low, behind the sea there is always a beach.
And every word is a piece from the path.
And you can no longer see where the destination is.
If nothing holds you anymore,
Then don't stop.
Because you have to move on.
And every word a little bit off the path.
Because you have to move on.

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