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Sometimes I look at the mirror and see the old beard coming out. I thought I just shaved.

Sometimes days go by without notice, like the every day traffic in the street. So much going on around, and even some of the action splashing you wet, but by the next morning: it was just another day.

Routine… yes,

I get booooored

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Alle Häuser sind verschneit
Und in den Fenstern Kerzenlicht
Dort liegen sie zu zweit
Und ich
Ich warte nur auf dich