Happiness

Happiness.. to hear everything talking around you, even inanimate objects, telling you that you deserve life.. to believe that with your kindness you can change the most difficult things, the most important of which is yourself.. and to never get tired of counting the stars.. while drawing a smile on your face that the paleness of the night will never kill. And you feel the wrinkles that invade you every day without feeling that you have grown up. You are satisfied with talking to yourself for hours without feeling lonely. You listen to a beautiful sad song without leaving you with a pang that violently knocks on your forgotten wound

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