My flow of pictures has stopped for a while due to my inability to breathe. I am suffocating, unable to live and not only survive. I am deeply unhappy and the flow of my tears never seems to dry up. As soon as I get better, I will resume my postings.
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This is the most difficult moment in a person's life , when the person witnesses his tears, witnesses the good fight and is unable to change and join the battle . when this happens, knowledge happiness and life turns against the person who holds it.
To anonymous, I did not get your point and you surely did not get mine. It is not about good/ bad battles (I do not believe in black & white). But rather it is about a certain period of life, after I had fought 100 wars without expressing the pain of open wounds till now (then). At a first glance the expressiveness phase overwhelmed me. But as soon as I cried a river & unleashed my suffocated "me-internally", I was starting to recover.
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