The sader I was – the louder I sang – written down after I read: The Harder It Rained The Louder I Sang
visit: http://bwinwnbwi2.wordpress.com/2011/08/06/the-harder-it-rained-the-louder-i-sang/

photo above: me, sad in cold East Germany, isle of Ruegen, Baltic Sea, on my birthday, near the place where my mother committed her suicide …
The sader I was – the louder I sang
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I also love to sing my heart out when am sad
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wenn ich traurig bin ziehe ich mich in die stille zurück
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Nice way to star the week.
I went to the sea too it was another sea, but the weather seems alike.Thanks.
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Why the sadness? 🙂
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it takes many trials to be not too much a slave of situations and cultural behaviors, to develop and create an own, original personality – not fenced in by manipulating characters or inhuman systems …
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fighting for an own repertoire, unusual in Germany …
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