Several photos and cards with text sit on top of a green background with a pink ribbon. Type reads: "November 26th, 1772:" "Sometimes I tell myself: your fate is unique," "count the rest of them lucky - like that no one has been tormented yet." "Then I read a poet from the distant past and I feel as if I were looking into my own heart." The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.
Several photos and cards with text sit on top of a green background with a pink ribbon. Type reads: "November 26th, 1772:" "Sometimes I tell myself: your fate is unique," "count the rest of them lucky - like that no one has been tormented yet." "Then I read a poet from the distant past and I feel as if I were looking into my own heart." The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

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