Page 3 - Demo

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Sometimes, right in the midst of despair and bustle, right when everything seems irrevocable and lost, life grants us a little truce.
Days of light and serenity in which, without knowing why, the ceasefire is declared, and everything seems to flow back into you. Although deep, deep inside, you can still hear the heat of the fight, the cold of the sadness.
And sometimes, if you are lucky enough, what the wind took away one day, is returned to you in a whisper. You don't know why, you don't know by whom, but you don't care. It gives you back those memories and longings that seemed lost.
In short, you smile.