Everyone has problems, more or less fat, but so are ours and only account we know the real reasons.
is not always easy to see a hope among all the chaos, it seems that will never come ... But in the end there is always something to grip, a small raft that saves us from the strong currents. We just have to find a way to relive that time, the dead earth to bloom in the twig and believe again on another occasion.
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