Liver Failure How Long To Live Human

A letter that I bring the end of April to early May.

Years inevitable collapse in an accident and within days, the thoughts are uncertain where shipwrecked. Are unrelated ideas, coexisting in a union that distance. Closeness of being. Dream in which return. - "If I say a wish is granted?" -. They smile. The real desire is possessed with the intensity that embraces reason, possibly to the extent that the effort is greater than our need for lost. They know. These steps outside, the look is, only to return to the task that brings us closer .... Then, in solitude, the silence of the walls and unusual hours, the clock woke me from my office to be awake, and behind the glass door, the reflection of someone who knows the desires, the effort between dreams. Who sensed the corridors, in contemplation, with the encouragement enough to say with his eyes. Ten and gesture authentic, including streets, waterside and in his presence, I hold that moment, because a year is not a year goes by and collapses.

Thanks for being.