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Mirrors

The road was the same, and different. She has been walking for ages and was still searching for herself.
When she realizes that the road is taking her in the same place that she left in the past, she stopped.
She laid still and then started shaking. The concept of pain from the past made her shiver and be scared. She fell to her knees, she didn't wanted to go back, but there was no other path to follow.
She cried her soul out, with no one around to comfort her, to feel her pain and tell her a good word, but she remembered the beautiful times that she had next to him. She started to cherish the small moments that she took for granted and she build courage to walk again.



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