The Power of Love and Loss: A Journey of Self-Discovery

“I do not recognize,” she had said. I do not recognize… Could it be that I never came to know? No. Nobody knew. Because I’d never let a person close enough to meet him. He always did or said something that spoiled everything. Intentionally? Who knows…

Full stop.

You believed, you trusted that you and I would find me when you were lost, that I would be the compass that guided us back to the start, that I would always be there. But you were wrong.

I can’t try to continue with a person who is constantly

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The Power of Love and Life’s Journey: A Collection of Reflections

I Have Plenty Balls

To go through the streets breaking the night without you.

I stand and I like the night in your skin if you let me.

If I remember you because the cold is advised to do me.

Seek peace in every bed, every door, pa sunrise blur me or without me.

Over-crossing Your Way

Over-crossing your way you meet other lives: to know or not know them, live them or leave them running back is a matter that only depends on the choice you make on a moment. Know it or not, to pass long or often deviate your

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The Intricacies of Love and Loss

Look, If You Had one shot, or one opportunityTo seize Everything you ever wanted-One momentWould you capture it or just let it slip

have a lifetime ahead, plenty of time

Not shown, but who listens to his heart knows what it feels. Pride for having done something right. A bitter memory for the person who has destroyed lives. A huge void, not having truly loved. Anger, not knowing if a broken heart ever heal. But if you have faith, you can reattach the pieces. Just never know how much it will take
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Reflections on Love and Life: A Poetic Journey

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity to seize everything you ever wanted—one moment—would you capture it or just let it slip?

You have a lifetime ahead, plenty of time.

Not shown, but who listens to his heart knows what it feels. Pride for having done something right. A bitter memory for the person who has destroyed lives. A huge void, not having truly loved. Anger, not knowing if a broken heart ever heals. But if you have faith, you can reattach the pieces. Just never know how much it
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Reflections on Love and Life: A Poetic Journey

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity to seize everything you ever wanted—one moment—would you capture it or just let it slip?

You have a lifetime ahead, plenty of time.

Not shown, but who listens to his heart knows what it feels. Pride for having done something right. A bitter memory for the person who has destroyed lives. A huge void, not having truly loved. Anger, not knowing if a broken heart ever heals. But if you have faith, you can reattach the pieces. Just never know how much it
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The Unfinished Story: A Tapestry of Love, Loss, and the Search for Meaning

I Have Plenty

I have plenty balls to go through the streets breaking the night without you

I stand and I like the night in your skin if you let me

if I remember you because the cold is advised to do me

seek peace in every bed, every door, pa sunrise blur me or without me

Over-crossing Your Way

Over-crossing your way you meet other lives: to know or not know them, live them or leave them running back is a matter that only depends on the choice you make on a moment. Know it or not, to pass long or often
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