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My year in thoughts and poetry. You can read my development in one year, from a depressed fifteen year old to a fairly happy sixteen year old. 2016 has been shit for most of us, but let's look at the bright side.
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Moments. The moments mark us either psychologically either physically. I invite you to enter to my extramamente lively and fun life .... Okay, now the truth: My life is not anything special, go to school, study, sleep (yes, sleeping feel so well that I do not want to know about anything else when I have my beloved bed under me) and breathe as normal people who have 17 years (and other ages) do. My life is monotonous, but never I would have complained about it if I had never known he. He came into my monotonous life as so many others, the only difference was that he was not just passing through. He stayed, until I could not live without him. And hopefully I never have to think about that possibility.

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