Sunrise and sunset

Graphic by Bruna Costa

The sunrise for me was in the early ‘60s; I woke up in a time when there was a revolution around. Even though the revolution was going on, my life as a young man kept moving through time, where I was learning; I was being educated by my mother and father. I was glad to see the things that were taught to me were lifelong lessons, and I still learn today, but one day the sunset will come.

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