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Blind in color. Spellbound. Motionless through time. Human stubbornness. Doomed. Sweated Soils. Laughed for a moment. They grow old afterwards.

Sometimes you live in a fairy tale. A fairy with a golden comb defines its plot. You are not looking for reality. In her forest you are looking to get lost.

You leave behind. An ego which is a prisoner. A partner confessor. Caressed by weakness. An accuser. Builds. An absence for a border. It prevents images. Words – colors are punished. An orphan why. Reaches the lips. Without luck.

You start writing .You choose your words. You don’t give a word to anyone. You look for the one that suits best. Each one after the other, in a row. They unfold images. In front of your eyes. Surrendered to light. They shine. They are yours.

You grab the joy. Indifferent to measurable quantities. You taste it like a child. Grateful. One more time it brightens your day.

You breathe joy. You are filled by its oxygen. You leave your lips free to form lines on your face. A moment. A dusk.

A repeat. Yesterday. Today. Eternal circle. Written history. It doesn’t teach. It only punishes.

Undisturbed. Established, rules. On task. You pretend you live.

Expectation. A sacred condition. The pause redeems. Fills your words. They are simple. Loaded with joy.

A hug. Love radiates. It spreads over the hours. It does not fade. You gain breaths. A language without sound. Rich. It conquers memory. A treasure of life.