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Psychotherapy


Life is a gift, not just an existence. 

The power of life grows within independence 

Love each and everyone as a therapists loves the couch of his patients

Speak bluntly in love and profess everyday

The purpose to live is to spread love

From yourself to heaven and back 

No one can stop the will to send your love across the seas 

Life’s meaning is clear: what, why and when?

Love. 

As if your last breath was the plug on life support 

Love

Beacause you can’t receive if you don’t give love to one another 

Love 

All day. Everyday. Don’t stop until your voice is the screeching of nails on a chalk board 

Sing the love to everyone you admire and pine. 

Love 

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