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If we were conscious of how short our lives are, maybe we would think twice before throwing away opportunities, that we have to be happy and make others happy. Many flowers are harvested too early, some still while buds. There are some seeds that never sprout and there are those flowers that live a whole life, until petal by petal, in tranquility, alive, they release themselves to the wind. But we don't know how to guess. We don't know for how long we will be decorating this eden, and neither do the flowers that have been planted around us.

And we're careless. We take little care of ourselves, of others. We make ourselves sad over little things and waste precious minutes and hours.

We lose days, sometimes years. We are silent when we should talk, talk too much when we should stay in silence.

We don't give a hand no matter how much our soul asks, because something in us forbids this proximity. We don't give a loving kiss "because we're not used to this," and we don't say we love because we assume the other automatically knows what we feel.

And the night passes and the day comes, the sun rises and sets and we stay the same, closed in us. We complain that we don't have, or think that we don't have enough, we take from others, from life, from ourselves, we consume. We get used to comparing our life to those who have more than us.

And if we experimented with comparing to those who possess less?

That would make a big difference!

And time passes...

We pass by life, we don't live. We survive, because we don't know how to do anything else until, unexpectedly, we wake up and look back. And then we ask: what now?

Now, today, there's still time to rebuild something, to give a hand to a friend, to say a caring word, to thank for what we have.

One is never too old or too young to love, to say a gentle word or make a kind gesture. Don't look back. What has passed, has passed.

What we lost, we lost.

Look forward!

There is still time to appreciate the flowers that are still whole around us. There's still time to go back to God and thank for life, that even though is so short, is still with us.

Think...

Don't lose it anymore!
 
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