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_ Entre luces, penumbras y sombras va la vida, como un río de colores sumergida en los matices que cada uno pincelamos. Somos pintores de momentos y de cada instante en este lienzo efímero de colores llamado vida._ _ Cada quien después de errar puede borrar o enmendar, es natural y humano también garabatear con las esquivas líneas rectas y curvas de la vida de este colorido carnaval._ _ Muchas veces la vida se torna de muy diversas formas, cada quien con sus colores va dándole vida a su paisaje con aquellos diversos matices que la vida nos va presentando en tonos pasteles y no tan rosas. _ _ Cada momento de la vida tiene su especial color, cuando éramos unos niños no importaban el color de los días ahora de adultos nos pasamos la vida dando trazos sin poder recordar aquellos felices colores infantiles. _ _ Cuanta añoranza de aquellos días y de aquellos alegres colores que pintaban nuestra vida con risas y sueños. Lo no vivido es descolorido y lleno de matices aburridos, lo vivido siempre tendrá su brillo._ _ Entre risas, alegrías y llantos se van dibujando los días, en el pasaje de venida a esta mortal vida no sabemos el color que tendrá en la otra vida el paisaje de la partida._ _ No perdamos la esperanza y en todo lo que hagamos es necesario poner vivos colores a cada momento transcurrido, y no tornarnos tristes y grises por lo que no hayamos vivido, la vida es del color que la hayamos percibido. _

_Between lights, shadows, and shadows life goes, like a river of colors submerged in the shades that each one of us paints. We are painters of moments and of each instant on this ephemeral canvas an ephemeral canvas of colors called life._ _Each one, after making a mistake can erase or amend, it is natural and human also to scribble with the elusive lines straight and curved lines of life of this colorful carnival._ _Many times life takes many different in many different ways, each one with his colors gives life to its landscape with those diverse shades that life presents us with in pastel and not so-pink tones._ _Every moment of life has its special color, when we were children the color of the days did not matter now as adults we spend our lives giving strokes without being able to remember those happy childhood colors._ _How much I long for those days and those joyful colors that painted our life with laughter and dreams. What is not lived is faded and full of dull shades, the lived will always have its brightness._ _Between laughter, joy, and tears the days are drawn, in the passage of coming to this mortal life we do not know the color that will have in the afterlife the landscape of departure._ _Let us not lose hope and in everything we do it is necessary to put vivid colors to every passing moment, and not to become sad and gray for what we have not lived, life is the color that we have perceived it._

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