“Sometimes I think about the future,
and then I would start worrying.
For what if I died while I’m at the process of making it?
Of honing it the way I want?
I don’t want to move for nothing,
but I don’t want to receive nothing because I didn’t move.”
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PoesíaSometimes, when things seem to fall down, and when we can't see anyone around to help us pick the fallen pieces up, we tend to do it by ourselves in silence. But I don't want for us to stay living with that mindset, because I still believe that help...
