Sometimes ... the deep assumes that has no end. Sometimes the way parace not be back. Sometimes ... a tear insists roll and seems to be endless. Sometimes ... We think being alone, and not have close to the shoulder cherish. sometimes ... hate is much easier, and love complicated. sometimes ... revenge parace the shortest path and forgive as impossible. sometimes ... everything is complicated, right becomes wrong and right wrong sometimes feet get tired on the journey so tiring sometimes we lose our expectations and we find it so attractive to withdrawal and complicated everything in front of us and asked:...? how is it because now what? sometimes we forget ... sometimes ... we are forgotten. sometimes ... sometimes we remember we are reminded. sometimes we speak ... even if silent. sometimes ... remain silent gestures, and many others drowned in depths of our intimate and locked ourselves in our gates, within our little world all our hurts and disappointments. sometimes ... we forget that life is far beyond, far greater, and that the world is great. It is far beyond our own, than create. And who did it, is infinitely capable of making us overcome everything. Sometimes ... looked down, another up. Sometimes ... like creation that we are, we forget that almost always the sun shines, the sun that makes the sprout leaves and appear green instead of yellow. The oasis in place of the desert, desert, sometimes so close. There is victory instead of defeat, success instead of failure --- Yeah, sometimes .... is slowly becoming the always ... Always! And always, always bring patience and constancy, elegance ... And so we discover the beauty of living, to feel, to excel and to be just ... We ...
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 22:00:24 +0000
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