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We're as feeble as the embers, as fleeting as the smoke

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Michael Cunningham, from “The Hours,” originally published c. 1998

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Quería escribir algo bonito y pensé en tí. Estas aquí, muy adentro, te siento cada vez que pienso, te anhelo cada vez que sueño y te quiero cada mañana cuando despierto.

Edwin Silva

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I swear one day my heart will combust, and I'll just go up in flames into the night

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Today i remembered that happines hurts sometimes

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Sometimes the one thing you need to remember is who you used to be

Sometimes thats what you need to forget

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You are everything thats right in the world

I was everything thats wrong

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Winters and bonfires

We sometimes grow cold

Our fires turn to embers be it by harsh winters or because we stop tending to the flames, sometimes its hard to come around some wood to throw in these concrete jungles full of stone people, i look around and there's so much yet so little, its a lot of the same, you can tell in peoples eyes, most got used to it and it makes me feel cold and the flames start to fade, but every now and then, couple of times a week if im lucky i walk next to someone who still has some flames going and i can feel their warmth, a look, a moment in which we lock eyes across the street and the city fades behind us, or in which the bus hits a bump in the road and in a clumsy attempt to not fall we touch hands and we know, and then comes a short smile from both sides, and we part ways at the stop, sometimes looking back at each other trying to not be too obvious, hiding our wondering, if we could have justq another coincidence with each other.

I've never known how to, so many people i could have met, so many fires that could keep me warm, but i always stop at that look, at that smile. I wonder who they are and how they are doing, and if they still think about those moments in this dull world.

Perhaps one of you is reading this right now, perhaps you never will.

Who knows, for now, im happy to know im not the last fire burning, and to all of you, i hope we meet again someday.

To all the friends i didn't make, to all the hearts i didnt love.

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If you met your younger self, who would be the one crying?

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