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And will live later;

This happens several times in your life: you take off from the ground, and the past is left behind, and the future in which you planned to land has not yet arrived, and for a moment you hang in pure ignorance and do not even recognize yourself.

Appreciate every moment and try to fill your life with the colors that you miss so much.

Nevertheless, the wind takes the songs with it, and the pleasure of wine lasts only a moment. Only what is devoted to paper can shine forever.

If you focus too much on reaching the finish line, you can miss out on many opportunities and precious moments along the way.

Sometimes good conversation can be as fleeting as fireworks.

When people want to put on fireworks, it always means that they want to capture something in their memory. If they miss this chance, they may miss it forever.

... and then the moment comes when you have to say yes or no. And as the military all know: it is better to make a wrong decision than not to make a decision in time.

Minutes passed by minutes, and she still sat motionless in the semi-darkness by the window and hummed softly, not realizing that now she was, in essence, as happy as she would never be.

When chocolate ice cream hits the tongue, you begin to feel happiness with all your gut, and you even want to close your eyes to keep this moment. In relationships, I also do not seek to "throw" people into myself quickly in order to satisfy the "hunger", I choose carefully, it is those who taste, those who are able to give this feeling, leisurely, saturated, from which I want to squeeze.

Explosion, death, 12 moments and everything turned into nothing, for what, for the word freedom in a newspaper article.

You cannot take a picture with the camera alone. You bring into it all the photographs you've seen, the books you've read, the music you've heard, the people you loved.

Lives by your breath in a minute ...

Seventeen years ago, in the early morning, a woman went for a run in a large park.
Her usual route led to a fork.
She always went down the right road, but for some reason, she chose the left one that day.
On her way, she met an old man whom she saw every day.
Surprised to see her here, he asked, "Why did I choose this path today?"
And here's what she said, "Because of the snail."
Her body was found a few hours later. Murdered.
They found her in the bushes on the left road.
Sometimes life is unfair.