Monday, August 8, 2011

it is not over

Here I was, in the middle of the living room, listening to Mascagni. My heart feels exhausted and everything feels like it have not started yet. So many years to come, tears to fall and little joys.
Because between the disgraces of our lives and the unintelligible persecutions, we need the little joys to give us some hope that tomorrow will be better and it is not over until you decide to give up.


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