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've already done the year ... how time flies. With hardly realize, deep in the wreck of a life, has been a year and it seems that history repeats itself ... as if that year had not existed, as if time passes so fast that it had frozen, and a Once again the comings and goings, the hours of waiting and anxiety, which is now less, not knowing what to do ...
will have to start collecting what is left floating, trying to build a raft and sail again, lighter luggage, but leave in search of better winds, favorable winds to try to reach a better place ...