I was jumping from memory to memory.
Like every movie my memories came to an end,
This movie didn’t have a happy ending.
I got up with the embrace of solitude and the memories more alive than I.
I struggled to get up
But the silence of my faithful friend pushed me up to continue.
I stare at the stranger in the mirror and as I got closer to it,
I realized it was me.
“What happened to you?
I don’t even know you.” I told my reflection.
My reflection talked back to me,
We engage in an endless conversation,
At the end I understood why I don’t even know myself.
Tears were pouring down my eyes, trying to wash the invisible pain from my face.
“Now I understand, ” I told my reflection.
As he was walking away, I told him:
“Buddy, I believe in you. We can do…
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