It was a beautiful autumn morning this morning. I looked outside the window, I saw the gardener among the trees and roses and yellow leaves on the ground and I envied her.
Later on, I thought about the young man who found out that he´s not allowed to dream of anything anymore. He just needs to put his affairs in order. How can that feel? I didn´t envy him, nor his loved ones.
I am a fool, I know. But it doesn´t help to know.
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