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Strength

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In the ballet of life, we often find ourselves dancing to different tunes, some melodies effortlessly guiding our steps while others challenge us with their intricate rhythms. The journey of self-discovery is a tapestry woven with threads of perseverance, self-doubt, and eventual triumph. “I have toiled so hard,” the words echo with the weight of countless hours spent in pursuit of knowledge, each moment a step closer to understanding the complexities that lay before. The tears shed, not of weakness, but of frustration and determination to conquer the obstacles that stood in the way. The self-inflicted wounds of harsh words, … Continue reading Strength

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Absence

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I’m waiting for the sun to invade my cold skin, to melt away the emptiness of the lulling darkness that crosses each hair on my body. It swirls and fills the spaces that should be wrapped around your grasps, leaving me yearning for your touch. The music rips inside my ears, the lyrics scattering inside my veins, consuming me with my heart beating at the same rhythm. Each note and chord strummed sends waves of nostalgic whispers, licking my tongue with the bitter-sweet truth of our love lost. I close my eyes and let the warmth of the sun wash … Continue reading Absence

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Placebo

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In the search for healing, we are often faced with difficult choices. Do we seek out the truth, even if it is bitter and hard to swallow? Or do we opt for the placebo, something that may offer temporary relief but ultimately lacks true healing power? Do we turn to alternative therapies, or do we embrace the precision of surgical intervention? And what about love? Do we celebrate it with ice water, a cool and refreshing drink, or do we indulge in the warmth of Paraguayan whiskey, a bold and intense choice? Do we use excess as a means of … Continue reading Placebo

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Lighting me  

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I have been starved of love by those I thought would always be there. The ones I trusted to fill my heart with warmth and light, instead of leaving me in darkness and despair. But in the absence of their love, I found parts of myself I never knew existed. I discovered strength and resilience I never knew I possessed. I have been humbled by these experiences, forced to confront my own vulnerability and the harsh realities of life. I know what it is like to seek light and only find darkness. To yearn for love and comfort, only to … Continue reading Lighting me  

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Sweet Memories …

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As a child, I saw the deep blue ocean, its vastness stretching beyond my young imagination. I felt the sand beneath my feet, warm and comforting, as if nature itself was embracing me. I watched the white-capped waves dancing, like crabs upon the beach, their rhythm hypnotic and soothing. I grew up and fell in love in the redwood forest, seduced by the sunlight which filtered in, but the climbing vines and deep-set shadows made me feel it was a sin. I climbed a mount in Congonhas city, touched the shining, silver clouds, feeling the weight of the world lift … Continue reading Sweet Memories …

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Hello, My Name is Immigrant II

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Hello, My Name is Immigrant, and I am a tapestry woven from the threads of resilience and courage. My words may cut like glass, but they carry the weight of a journey across oceans and through countless nights of uncertainty. My tongue struggles to embrace a new cadence, a new melody, a new story. Hello, My Name is “go back” if you don’t like it here, and I am the embodiment of perseverance. I inhabit the shadows of three jobs, a ghost in the bustling cityscape. Beneath bridges, I’ve found shelter, mistaken for a creature of myth. I mend a … Continue reading Hello, My Name is Immigrant II

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My path, my destination …

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I walk the path of survivors. It’s a path etched with the echoes of resilience, a journey I’ve known since my first breath, and one that intertwines with the rhythm of my beating heart. For much of this odyssey, I was veiled in darkness, stumbling through the unknown, grappling with the unseen. Each step was a gamble, a dance with uncertainty, and often I faltered, straying from the path I sought to tread. Obstacles loomed like giants, casting shadows that threatened to engulf me, and it seemed as though the very fabric of the world conspired against my every move. … Continue reading My path, my destination …

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Rain washing me away

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There’s a spark beginning to burn, a flame flickering to life in the depths of my soul. It ignites feelings in my heart, a warmth that spreads and envelops me in its comforting embrace. It rushes through me like claps of thunder, echoing in the chambers of my being, shaking me to my very core. I can feel the rain as it falls, a gentle patter at first, then turning into a torrent, a deluge of emotions washing over me. It cleanses me, washing away my grief, my pain, my sorrow. It purifies my spirit, leaving behind a clean slate, … Continue reading Rain washing me away

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Strong spirits …

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When the storm breaks, it is a symphony of chaos and fear. Each man, like a wild creature, reacts in accordance with his own nature. Some are paralyzed by the thunderous roar, their hearts pounding like drums in their chests. They are numb with terror, unable to move or think, gripped by the primal instinct to survive. Others flee, their feet pounding against the earth as they seek shelter from the savage fury of the storm. They run as if their very lives depend on it, desperate to escape the wrath of nature unleashed. Some hide, seeking refuge in the … Continue reading Strong spirits …

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Reflections about death …

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A death in the family, a stark reminder of the fragility of life, the ticking of time it got me thinking, what if it were my last few days what would really matter to me, what would I hold dear? Is it the relationships, the bonds that tie us together or the peace of mind, the solace of a quiet soul, is it achieving something great, leaving a mark or simply doing something good, spreading love and kindness? Is it living the life I always wanted, free and wild or going after my dreams, chasing them with fervor is it … Continue reading Reflections about death …