I was speechless, I was speechless...I saw my reflection, my shadow, my other self, who in a state of hopelessness speaks completely incoherently because he disappeared for a couple of days. Old, but young at heart and always eager for life. Lived for himself, but remained unable to think in the right way. I get to know him late, and myself late. I would not wish these previous days, this life and previous anxieties on anyone. I don't know what will happen, nor what awaits me because I get bad forecasts. It was hard for me to see a weak man who thinks it's great. I have to be strong because I have nothing else left. I hope all this will pass.
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Yes bé strong, you are strong