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Estoy enojado

Creo que lo acabo de descubrir... bueno, no descubrir. Estoy enojado. Estoy muy enojado con esta maldita vida. Estoy tan molesto con el punto en el que estoy que creo que no encontré mejor forma de entenderlo hasta que lo escuché de otro lugar. O hasta que tengo la paz para escuchar el eco que sale de mi corazón.

Estoy realmente molesto con esta vida que a veces parece no haber otra salida que dejarla atrás, pero creo que así no dejaré de estar enojado, sólo trasladaré mi enojo hacia otro lugar.

Estoy enojado por sentirme así, estoy enojado por abandonar mis sueños, estoy enojado por renunciar a mi pasión, estoy enojado por no poderle decir al mundo que estoy enojado.

Y ya me cansé... Y me siento bien :-)

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