sábado, 25 de abril de 2009

And somehow there are two of me. Fighting to see who's going to win. Not that there'll ever be a ultimate winner. I don't believe anymore in last winners or unchangeable things. But, as I walk, I do feel this spirit which insists on trying me all the time. This vague spirit that throws everything on my face and keeps provoking me. One thing is certain: the only winner in this fight is no one else but me.

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Fontes disse...

Hum... acho que você pode perder também.

Um desafio só é um desafio se a vitória é incerta.