Remembering

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Before I didn't even remember the time was passing quickly, now I want it to be like,
a sweet memory that lasted forever in my heart,
a show immersed in the sky painted with colored shades,
a gift containing all the wonders and sorrows faced,
a happiness emanating from a strong and clear light that looks with the eyes of the past and at the same time of the future with a pinch of attention,
Remembering that the important thing is to live life in complete joy and with people who support and love you.

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