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Memento Vivere

by grega-p

As if I were a lonely castaway, abandoned in the middle of the sea, my world seems to be only black and gray, it used to be so colourful and free. I'm falling into this bottomless pit not being able to get close to light, thus I am wondering when I will fit or when I will give up that endless fight. I know I've been born to be more than this, to be successful, satisfied and kind, not to be trapped forever in abyss but to look forward, never look behind. I won't live my life by 'memento mori', it's only the beginning of my story.
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