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    <description>..Gedankenfetzen aufgeschrieben</description>
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    <title>38- Selbstliebe</title> 
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    <description>Warum ist es manchmal so schwer sich selbst zu lieben?
Sich selbst genug zu sein?
Warum denke ich, dass es sich nicht lohnt, mir etwas leckeres, aufw&amp;auml;ndiges zu kochen, wenn ich es doch mit niemandem teilen kann. Warum f&amp;uuml;hlt sich das verschwendet an?
Aber warum bin ich mir nicht genug? Warum bin ich mir selbst nicht genug wert um einfach dieses leckere und aufw&amp;auml;ndige Essen zu kochen. Warum tu ich mich so schwer mir selbst etwas Gutes zu tun, nur bei anderen nicht?
Warum f&amp;auml;llt es...</description>
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    <title>37- Erkenntnis</title> 
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    <description>Ich glaube ich habe mich selbst durchschaut,
in einem Moment der Traurigkeit ist mir das alles klar geworden. Warum ich so bin.. dass &quot;kindness&quot; und N&amp;auml;chstenliebe so mein Ding sind, ich auf Ehrlichkeit stehe, manchmal so soft bin und es mir zur Aufgabe gemacht habe Liebe und Herzlichkeit wie Konfetti zu verteilen, jedenfalls an den meisten Tagen. 
Vermutlich, weil ich mir das genauso w&amp;uuml;nsche. Diese Dinge sind meine W&amp;auml;hrung. Die Idealvorstellung, dass das Geben und Nehmen, die Interaktion...</description>
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    <dc:date>2020-04-19T14:37:25Z</dc:date>
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    <title>36</title> 
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    <description>If I wouldn&apos;t care,
it wouldn&apos;t be me..</description>
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    <dc:date>2019-05-13T23:36:55Z</dc:date>
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    <title>35- there&apos;s a flower</title> 
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    <description>there&apos;s a flower
growing out of my heart,
one which is soaked
in all the colors

there&apos;s spring
right in my soul,
one which is 
loud and beautiful

there&apos;s a field of flowers
in my head,
it tells me to just,
let myself fall right into it

there&apos;re bees
flying up and down
in my stomach
all the time

and there&apos;s the sun,
touching my face
with its sunbeams,
keeping me gigging





april&apos;19</description>
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    <dc:date>2019-05-09T22:54:53Z</dc:date>
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    <title>34- feeling lost</title> 
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    <description>feeling lost
like in an ocean
an ocean full of emotions
and otherwise there&apos;s nothing

swimming, close to drowning
being helpless, searching around
for something to hold onto,
just to get out of that endless ocean

I am lost
in myself,
feel like I am drowning,
in myself
looking for a hand to hold,
for my own

only I can get myself
out of here
into a nicer place

a place where I know
who I am 
a place where I know
what I want in life




march&apos;19</description>
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    <dc:date>2019-05-09T22:50:35Z</dc:date>
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    <description>I always held you close
close to my heart
and I wrapped my arms around you

I loved you
with all the love I had
I loved you
so much that it hurt

I appreciated you 
in a way, which is hard to explain
and so I appreciated every moment
that I spent with you

and I imagined so many times
that this could be the last
wonderful moment
and appreciated it many times more

I really wanted to 
make all these wonderful moments
to last forever
and they will, in my memories

I won&apos;t forget
I won&apos;t forget any...</description>
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    <dc:date>2019-05-09T22:45:41Z</dc:date>
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    <title>32- I miss you</title> 
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    <description>I miss you
even though I don&apos;t really
know you that good,
but still, I miss you

I miss your smell,
your warming heat,
I miss your nearness,
your kind smile

and I miss your laugh,
I miss being being close to you,
to lay inside of your arms,
I miss feeling safe in your hands

I miss talking to you
and to be on the same wavelength 
I miss looking into your eyes,
I just miss you

Almost every single minute&amp;#8230;
could this be wrong?</description>
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