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For me, in that day and hour, the world was reduced to what was happening there, on that court. Though I couldn't help but think about the past, determination and pain drove me to keep running, sweating, gambling and gambling my life if need be. I made the hardest decision of all…but I hadn't stopped to think about the consequences of it. I hadn't stopped to think about what would come next. But then came... and with it, the certainty that was hidden in some corner of me. Maybe because it was dangerous and destructive like a monster... or maybe because it was just waiting for me, to accompany and guide me, like a firefly light, along this golden and lonely path that I would walk alone, but very well accompanied.
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View profileEscrever para mim é como respirar — Se parar, morro. Ok, metade deve ter corrido com essa descrição psicótica e radicalista IRAIRIAARIRAIR...
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