People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net and for a split second it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck it goes forward and you win. Or maybe it doesn't and you lose
21 mar 2011
Hay, recuerdos que no voy a borrar
Personas que no voy a olvidar... Hay, aromas que me quiero llevar
Silencios que prefiero callar...
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