Every step against the wind is a little victory
I’m barely able to open my eyes. I fight to get a view of the sea. And to heaven. Tears force themselves out of my eyes.
I want to see it. – I want to feel it. – I want to recognize: I raise my arms and lean my body against the wind.
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