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Maine e o noua zi...o zi care candva era speciala, azi imi pare a fi o zi frumoasa ...nu sufar din cauza timpului care goneste nebun pe drumul vietii mele ci efectiv nu mai gasesc nimic spectacular in a fi recunoscut o zi pe an....Sunt speciala fiecare clipa nu doar pe 24 iulie! Am alte planuri pe 24! Pe 24 vreau sa le multumesc tuturor celor care au fost lanaga mine, celor carora sunt cine sunt azi, celor care le datorez mai mult decat as putea vreodata descrie in cuvinte! Iti multumesc Doamne ca sunt sanatoasa -chiar daca am inceput sa port ochelari, tot nu pot sa vad bine, drept dovada insist ca nu m-am ingrasat deloc-;ca sunt inteleapta -ma incapatanez sa cred ca frumusetea vine din interior si nu exterior-, mai buna -am invat ca sunt ce-a mai fericita atunci cand ofer si nu cand primesc asa cum credeam pana nu demult-; mai zambitoare - un zambet nu costa nimic dar e extrem de valoros pentru cel care-l primeste- ; mai iertatoare - nu exista o nimic mai presus de un suflet eliberat de toate incorsetarile urii si a razbunarii- ; mai iubitoare - ai ramane uimit daca ti-as spune ca e cel mai inaltator sentiment, viata e prea scurta, nu doar pentru mine ci si pentru cei din jur asa ca de ce sa nu profit de ocazie sa iubesc tot ceea ce ma inconjoara?-

Azi, las in urma mea totul! Ma pregatesc pentru maine....maine e o zi noua e o zi speciala, pentru ca maine am prilejul sa repar orice greseala facuta, am o noua sansa sa iubesc, sa iert, sa ofer, sa inteleg.

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