I open the door to the outside, winter cold and uncomfortable at me jumping, or is it just because it is dark, the snow world not covered in white gloss?
How is it where there is the seemingly eternal warmth and sun?
Or we think it only in the southern to find climes, according to which yearns so many in recent days because we are not aware that the people there share with others, no less gloomy things sensations?
It's just natural. But sometimes we find ourselves empty and unaufgehoben, although it is clear that heat is given not only by nature. If it is not really always there? In us, in our hearts?
So it should be. But what about the warriors, the fanatics, the "wrong" God's faithful. Who has spoiled them being human so that they have respect before and lost to themselves?
... Sequel? ... maybe ... (Em 02/08)
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