The nights become longer, I write later and later and fall into melancholy. What I have become more and more aware of in the last weeks. I will always be at your side and we will fight to change something. I know where we belong, I know we belong together.
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Cultivation of the Observer
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The nights become longer, I write later and later and fall into melancholy. What I have become more and more aware of in the last weeks. I will always be at your side and we will fight to change something. I know where we belong, I know we belong together.