Into the ashes of a day that is passing by , giving the light to a new one , we in a determinated moment had felt that time had wasted us , had shredded us apart , breaking ourselves into pieces , thousands and thousands of irregular forms, making an impossible jigsaw, you only have one unique opportunity to act in reality, right or wrong , only you have to choose and this is your advantage , because your decisions and actions make the path that you walk or run among this life
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Pieces of myself
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