- Messages
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- Reaction score
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- Points
- 93
I knew how to touch that sky with my hands and also be at the bottom of the sea.
Both up and down it only depends on me, if they stretch out their hand to get me out of the bottom, it's useless if I can't swim... if they contain me so that I hold my hands in the sky, it's useless if I can't keep flying.
Life is circumstances, just that. One day you wonder why you are so happy? Another day you wonder when everything went to sh#t?
This too will pass, that's life, just circumstances, it's up to me if I take the stones in my pockets or use them to decorate my path.
The last freedom is in my head.
