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Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
Dear...
Don't sh** yourself, keep it together, everything comes to pass.
You may think that you are a man, but you are not. You - are infact a man.
I do not know why are you a man, but I know that you are a man, and I am a man that is a drakon underwater, I do not know...