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Recyle bin cosmic


Sunt o visatoare! Visez mereu cu ochii deschisi apoi blestem timpul ca trece prea grabit apoi imi fac mea culpa pentru ca am irosit timp pretios si implicit mi-am irosit viata visand! Tototdata constienta fiind ca mai mereu visele mele au devenit realitate dat sunt totusi confuza!
Am fost binecuvantata ca majoritatea viselor mele sa mi se indeplineasca ( in aceasta clipa daca stau bine sa ma gandesc nu pot sa-mi amintesc o singura dorinta care sa nu mi se fi indeplinit! ) si totusi uneori cand visele mi se indeplineau nu eram suficient de capabila sa le apreciez la adevarata valoare si le ignoram... apoi le lasam suspendate undeva in neant, ma intorceam la ele cand si cand -precum un copil care nu se foloseste de toate jucarioarele lui si totusi e mult prea egoist ca sa le cedeze altcuiva care probabil s-ar bucura mai mult de ele- apoi intr-o buna zi ele au disparut -in vreun imens recycle bin cosmic-si duse au fost! Dupa o vreme am inceput sa simt lipsa jucarioarelor mele, am incercat sa le iau inapoi imposibil....apoi am visat iar si mi le-am dorit si le-am primit inapoi, ma intreb cat timp va trece pana cand se vor pierde iar....

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