It is rare that you write when you are calm serenity happy ...
When you invade, it is as if you had the time nor the desire, to shut himself a bit 'to write. There he devoted himself to another, you steal second to smile more, you limit the time of his own solitude.
Yet it is not right. you should sing your own peace of mind, you should leave traces of these passages of life .. to take a look perhaps the largest and remember the details, the sighs that, if printed with words, are not easily forgotten.
So I write these few lines ...
This is a happy time, peaceful .. it's like I finally put clear goals and share my crazy desperate tears are so far away .. it's nice to meet away from the crises of adolescence and smile at the little trivial things of everyday life .. not want to run away from anything more than wanting to change little things, wants to build, want to improve .. I do not know if they will reach the darkest moments, but I do not care. Not now. And besides, I know there will be a different maturity to deal with them. I know that we will try to overcome them together ... And now I speak in the plural ... and a little 'smile. I am the individualist par excellence, one that I put before us is finally enclose an ideal of family in his head and think about unions rather than divisions. It is true that there are times when you grow up and become other dreams and projects and things change ... take the different colors .. it really is so beautiful. Find your joy in other's eyes, feel the satisfaction that your other son, larger than yours, more of your necessary
... So .. a hymn to this serene happiness, I pray for ever ... a hymn to the sun that shines out the light and that there in these eyes, even if it pours out. An ode to a February 28 and March just passed, always our February 28 ... more days of wonder .. again and again and again ....
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