Here also was February grayer and paler than ever, immersing us in a desolate sweeping, letting us know that sometimes the nature of Life is relentless, arrived in March reminding also that at the end rain again look at the stars and the sky with clear eyes.
February was has brought with him to the most vulnerable, those who fought and were victorious not, February is the past today, but it was not sadness, just stole a bit of strength , I dropped the defenses, my smiles unlimited and me has maimed the words, taught me that however much you want to have to learn to accept and continue, that words will never show the pain, love and all the feelings I want to express.
March has started a little gray and wet, sick of the rain, people who talk and talk the talk, the umbrella through the narrow streets of Trujillo, people who do not understand life cycles, spirals of sea water and that everything should be respected because we are not immortal, as we we're naked.
Pending strength and enlighten day with its sun, warmth of the morning with coffee, I give him a few minutes of life, all those innocent souls that one reason or another are victims of injustice, human losses for all those beginning to bloom, for all those children who were the illusions halfway.
Let prayer, to continue, let us give thanks to exist, the rain that lasts as long as to be last, a sentence that makes us new hope, thank God to follow, being, having encouraging words for our friend, by the beautiful people of our country, be able to give a smile to the boy we see in the mirror and forget to love, a hug, a song to those children who are the future who are waiting and seeing be great since its height to the universe.
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