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  • I am walking one more day on this path that I started when I was born.
    This path that it is the only certainty we have, the only promise that cannot be broken.
    Dreams came and go. Love looked so real for a time but it was not but a phantom, a mirage I created to alleviate my thirst for embraces and promises of eternity.
    I woke up and all the tears and smiles and kisses were part of the whole dream to be alive.
    All words of "forever" all the fluttering of my heart did not stop my continuous walk to the end of the path.
    I saw sunrises and sunsets. People died and others were born.
    I was a child once and my only hope was having a little red pedal car. I never had it and until now I smile when I remember how something so little was so much in that time.
    I keep walking on this path where I know I will not be disappointed or betrayal or hurt more than I had.
    The only promise that cannot be broken is waiting for all of us.
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