Summers are for gathering ideas, winters are for acting upon them.
I dedicate this poem to every person suffering from depression and especially to close friends of mine going through these difficult times.
We cannot simply take this illness out of your souls, but what we can do is be there for you no matter what. Know that you are not alone and are loved for the person you are.
Malerei ist Sprache für die Augen, Sprache ist Malerei für das Ohr.
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