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Your case waits ready in the hall 
you will leave me all by myself. We look at each other and feel only it must be so. You still stand hesitating in the door and ask: What will become of you? No don't worry about me you know I love life and if sometimes I still cry over you it will pass for sure.Believe me I love life.

𝐍𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐍  🎨💻🖼

                                                  
  𝗗𝗶𝗴𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗜 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗲𝗿

Beneath the Tree of Life we

stand, Where branches stretch to sky's grand band.

Leaves whisper tales of love and pain, Of sunlit joys and sorrow's rain.

Life blossoms forth, then fades away, A cycle of both night and day.

In love's embrace, we find our flight, Yet in our grief, we clutch the night.