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In search of

Leaving is not for everyone. You must have a big heart, big enough to thank for everything you are leaving behind. Joys and sorrows, friends

Nothing belongs to me

Nothing belongs to me I am not the money I spend, nor the clothes I wear, I am not the trips I make nor the savings i saved. I am my...

Quarantining

Who would have ever guessed one day we would be trapped in our own lives, finally having what we had always complained about …

Your own creation

Living alone is enjoying the creation of your own experiment, gazing at who you are when no one is watching. Your creation is your...

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