The day I fell, a part of me was left behind. And I'm never gonna get it back. To accept Your fate. I instantly knew the true meaning of those words, because I accepted my fate. Maybe because in that moment, it was the first and only thing I could do...  The second thing was to start fighting. To fight for what was left of me. It's soon 3 years since my first and biggest battle begun. It's funny how it still feels like yesterday, but maybe it's always gonna be my yesterday. Because even riding the last time feels like days ago, not years. So all this weirdness, is because of my "yesterday". So when accepting my fate, I started my second life. Some say it's a miracle for me to be alive, but I see it differently. It's a curse I wanna escape, a prison door I wanna unlock and walk out of llke Stallone. But then there are you, my troops .You make me keep going, and believing in something worth fighting for. Because there are no miracles, it's...