Bracelets’ scars

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BRACELETS’ SCARS

If to remember was not, so that I should forget all that past, that disappeared with all it’s eulogizes; It rains, run-off takes place, but the soil does remain the same? No! Just the same phenomena; I lived so many days, which left with me so many scars, and I still have so many to live hoping a great change, otherwise, worthless going ahead with this glitch world; I am not longer the very person used to be known, not longer in the first seats in the midst of the principled, not longer on the move with time of new fashion, not longer eating together with the lords, not longer moving in the car, don’t mind I am coming-back from faraway, I reached the ends of this world, I saw the death with my own eyes, all to me, means nothing and passageway, nowadays I became one of the smalls, my scarcity fixed it’s own chair in my dwelling, thus I am free of jealousy people, if it was this kind of world I was eager to know, where to live only in sorrows, and remembering the bracelets’ scars, the merely thing in this aged world if it was possible is to live each day as yesterday without pinching the bracelets’ scars.

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