[ESP-ENG] El reflejo de un alma cansada. ✍🏼

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En el pueblo había un joven de tez blanca y ojos tristes, se le veía caminar cabizbajo como si llevara un morral de arrepentimientos y de sueños no cumplidos sobre sus hombros. Era una persona muy solitaria y con una voz muy fina, tan fina que casi no se podían escuchar sus palabras, pero había tanto en su mente y corazón que no encontraba la manera de poder salir del hoyo en el que se encontraba. Era una gran persona decían muchos que lo recordaban como un joven muy responsable y siempre dispuesto a conseguir sus sueños, pero algunas veces solía tratarse de una manera que destruía su ser y su alma con cada paso que daba, ese joven cuyos ojos alguna vez brillaron ya no parecía estar aquí, verle era saber que estaba pasando por un dolor muy grande, de esos que son difíciles de contar y que nos hacen sentir solitarios y avergonzados. Nunca nadie se paró a preguntar como estaba, que ocurría para verse tan infeliz y frágil, solo pasaban los días y continuaba viviendo cómo si en algún momento su único deseo fuese desaparecer. El no es el único que posee un cúmulo de pensamientos que no le dejan sentir paz, tal vez no sea el mejor en dar afecto ni en expresar lo que siente, pero es de esas personas que a pesar de su corta edad ha experimentado lo que es sentir que el mundo es un lugar donde su voz no es importante. Ese joven como muchos posee tantas cualidades, que desearía pudiera ver en él y que en algún momento el brillo de la esperanza volviera a sus ojos, que recordara que la vida no siempre será igual y que todo es temporal incluyendo su dolor.

In the village there was a young man with a white complexion and sad eyes, you could see him walking crestfallen as if he was carrying a backpack of regrets and unfulfilled dreams on his shoulders. He was a very lonely person with a very thin voice, so thin that you could hardly hear his words, but there was so much in his mind and heart that he could not find a way to get out of the hole he was in. He was a great person said many who remembered him as a very responsible young man and always willing to achieve his dreams, but sometimes he used to treat himself in a way that destroyed his being and his soul with every step he took, that young man whose eyes once shone no longer seemed to be here, to see him was to know that he was going through a very big pain, one of those that are difficult to tell and that make us feel lonely and ashamed. No one ever stopped to ask how he was, what was happening to make him look so unhappy and fragile, days went by and he continued to live as if at some point his only wish was to disappear. He is not the only one who has an accumulation of thoughts that do not let him feel peace, perhaps he is not the best at giving affection or expressing what he feels, but he is one of those people who despite his young age has experienced what it is like to feel that the world is a place where his voice is not important. That young man like many possesses so many qualities, that I wish he could see in him and that at some point the sparkle of hope would return to his eyes, that he would remember that life will not always be the same and that everything is temporary including his pain.

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Gracias por llegar hasta el final de este post, espero que les haya gustado y agradezco su apoyo y sus comentarios, les envío un fuerte abrazo 🤗

Thanks for making it to the end of this post, I hope you liked it and I appreciate your support and your comments, I send you a big hug 🤗

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There are many feelings expressed in your lines that one can feel the pain and helplessness of the young. Your story exposes what the new generations face in a wild and a life as hard as steel.

Thanks for sharing.

Excellent day.

Thank you very much for reading it and for giving me your vision of this writing, it is what we see today many faces that show an empty smile because inside they are living lost and sadness that they don't tell anyone. Thank you and have a happy day 🧡.