rising rose
rise, rose!
having such thoughts
must not keep you in bed
open your eyes and rise, rose!
the day awaits you
and the coffee is getting cold
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"And the question is, was I more alive then than I am now?
I happily have to disagree: I laugh more often now, I cry more often now...
I am more me".
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