Moon Eclipse

Night, late, no time to think, to rest or to relax. It's time to work, to finish, to finish in order to start again. 
Chasing new or old dreams. Old dreams that used to have a nice smell, the smell of young,nice and sweet.


Where are they? I ask more than once, those dark days... If you do not see the light sometimes, take a deep breath, think positively, you can do it, everyone can. It is difficult to know if you have the life you want Who knows it? As the time goes by you can see yours mistakes and try ti arrange them.

I'm not perfect, and I do not try to be,it will be stupid and boring, the thing is that sometimes I heard people when I say things that I think, I am the kind of person that say what I think, I prefer to be natural than being rude.

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