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Days of torment come in life.
The days when you realize you are powerless and limited. And you cry. And you break.
It doesn't matter to you anything but to get up, to be like before again.
And only later, when everything is over, you realize that neither you nor anything around you is the same. That you got a second look. And it can never be like before.
And it's good that it's not.
You realize that all the weight of life that was and follows is not in vain. The only battles you fight are the ones with yourself, when you are struggling to become a better man.
You realize you’re misunderstood, that you can’t talk to a friend you’ve talked to before. One about wars, the other about the stars.
We look at each other, we don't know if we're still on the same street.
We are not.
But we are in the same world.
Which we have to go through, each on his own path. I hope we meet again in the end. And that our hands won't hurt from the luggage we carry.
Because on the way to the Goal, we will realize that it is superfluous.
Ana Jusić
Post je objavljen 07.09.2021. u 17:38 sati.