But why?

Why? You ask. Because, I reply. If you know. Since I know. And yet… Yet. You don’t know, says you. I don’t, I second. So? It’s all the same. Maybe you should… Maybe not. There are no arguments. But those are the strongest ones. There are good reasons to do the same. As it

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Lost shooting star

There was a star shining in my sky, in my heart. It was always there, watching over me while I looked up, wondering how to get closer. Now, I look up but it’s gone, and I can only dream, and try to remember it, and I have to forget her, because the sky is empty […]

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The warrior’s ghost

To breathe and not to think, about all those paths that we are not to step on, about the monsters that do not come during the day, but watch us from the dark and bring the nightmares we can’t fight. Not to jump to that pit that falls to our feet, nor to desperate at […]

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The Silence

There was a time when cries for help remained unanswered. They were so loud inside the body that they permeated her whole life. Silent, they seemed to stay. Echoing, vibrating, never turning into words. The reverberations of those prayers to no god, to no person, to nowhere,

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Quiero un amor en mi vida

Quiero un amor que solo dure mi presente. Quiero un amor que sea la mejor historia de amor, con un poco de todas las demás. Quiero un amor que me haga respirar más fuerte, soñar sueños más grandes y vivir con mayor intensidad. Quiero un amor que me haga llorar por las

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It ain’t life

It ain’t love, it ain’t life: that which does not change you, that which does not break you, that which does not challenge you. It ain’t love, it ain’t life: if it does not erase, the faces from your mind, the wants and the donts, if it does not crash the dreams and goals

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The Watcher and the Goddess

There was a stone soldier watching me. Something in his eyes made me shiver. Somehow, those eyes seemed to be alive, not because they seemed to follow my moves, but because when I looked at them, I had the feeling there was someone looking back at me. The stone soldier was

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Warm feathers of hope

My Mom once told me a story about the real angels that came to save us. They didn’t have wings. They didn’t all sing with sweet voices. They didn’t stay forever by our side. They weren’t always beautiful and graceful. They didn’t have amazing lives. She told me that angels

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