Roots of celestial dawns caught you in the middle of an unlimited distrust... Some will accompany other when they could go by their own... It is a huge pity... not to believe in yourself... a tremendous waste not to dare to be yourself... Instead taking life and chasing your golden dreams, walking on grayish paths...
There is sunshine, and evergreen dews... wonderful waterfalls... eternal whispers from angels awakened to adore the way you look at, or the way you touch your melancholies...
Temptations of repentance erase the breathe of braveries and exultant challenges...
One beggar fought for a lost cause... faithful and alone... days after days... sometimes you get lost and cry... from time to time, the river overflows winds and silence, futures and previous existences... just let yourself be great... take the breeze of your hesitations and start flying... with no destination... just flow... becoming water... fire.... faith and admiration...
It is the quality of your principles what sustains the pillars of your spirit...
Feed it with Horizons and hid sunsets by storm clouds loaded with dreams and flowers from your heart...
Timeless longings will drive you into rotten voids, stagnant fluids with no exit...
The reflex from the mirror of you soul will tell you what to do next...
It is in those unique landscapes where the truth lies... it you... it always was...
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