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Lost in the City

— Hello, excuse me, I’m afraid I am lost, would you mind to tell me where am I?

— You don´t seem lost to me, yet you feel like it. Tell me, young man, where do you wanna go?

— I... I don´t really know. I was just walking down the street hoping to find the place I was meant to be in.

— Indeed? And what kind of place is it?

— I’m not sure, it’s a place I’ve always dreamed of. Somewhere that I can call my home. Can you help me?

— I know this town as well as you do, if you are lost, then keep looking until you find somewhere. We all have to do it, life would be pointless if no one had to search. You’ll eventually find a place, don’t worry about it.    Just focus on the present and destiny will do the rest.

— And what if destiny guides me somewhere I don’t want to be in?

— Then follow your own path until you are in the right place.




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