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"es kommt nicht darauf an, dass man für die welt perfekt ist, man muss nur für diese eine Person im Leben perfekt sein-und das hat nichts mit Perfektion zu tun"
mein leben war eine Reise zu mir selbst und doch fand ich den Weg nie.
ich suchte in meinem Leben nach dem Sinn, nach dem warum, und doch fand ich ihn nie.
niemals dachte ich, dass ich diese Gefühle finden würde und dennoch fand ich sie.
ich fand sie in dir.
Lasst gern eure Meinung da :)
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