Just a minute
Just give me a minute to breath,
to touch the floor, and take impulse again.
A minute, to remember my path, and my origin.
To remember so I can never forget, and to forgive in
orden to progress.
Give me a minute, to see me in the mirror,
and recognize what does my reflect impact. To recharge
the battery of life, and then to rest in the peace of it.
Just a minute, to realize where and who I am,
my strenghts, and weaknesses. To see the sun without
being blinded . To run without getting tired.
Just a minute, to realize what is life, and to
appreciate it in all their aspects.
Just a minute...
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