MY BOAT ...
My life is like the sea, I
are nothing more than a little boat
sailing between two eternities. In fact, the cradle where I was born
has the shape of the boat
to cross the great
sea. The more I
feel my life as a task,
the more it appears to me significant.
I'll be a good sailor ... I raise the sails to catch the wind
us able to hold the helm during the storms
to keep close to the anchor
a safe haven .. 
When the storm pushes me to a deserted beach, iol 'favors and so I find that it is not empty, but is also life. Life is not all accept, but choose to prune, to sacrifice. The sap of the tree ... salt only when the branches were pruned
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