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"In tons of fear and disbelief, rage and fury, the fruit of one's own guilt, torn arms bearing the weight of every struggle, a broken back, mutilated fingers, denied by God, forgotten by the heavens, remembered by the hated, in the presence of omnipotence itself, I deny its presence and cry out for its non-existence, this is my belief"-Louf
I hear the conversations, the shouts, the arguments, the violence, I hear it all, and it hurts more than the sounds of the slaps. I didn't know that mourning could generate so much intrigue, hatred, fear, that's what they feel, but what I feel in front of them is despair. A lady who was granted life with her darling, made a being blessed with a good family, that is until the arrival of the brother, who unfortunately was not granted life, was stolen by God, like a pact to be closed, blessed with a happy life, with the price of an innocent life taken away.
The sky followed my footsteps through the streets while the clouds wandered around them, I let myself be carried away by luck and was surprised by the tragedy. Abandoned by life, I gave myself up to loneliness, in an abandoned house she welcomed me with her affection, her fingers intertwined in my hair, making it fall out strand by strand, her kiss opened a smile on my face, her gaze penetrated the emptiness in my eyes, with her hunger she fed on my colors, her hands caressed my forehead making me see the beginning until today, getting rid of what filled me. Walking from street to street, block to block, on corners where there is no wandering soul, just the emptiness of a rainy night, my steps fall apart when they meet a wet sidewalk, every drop of rain makes my skin fall apart, am I crazy? My blood has darkened, my tears have darkened, the sky... you already know. At dawn the clouds have turned into stars and the moon is the eye that judges me, challenging me to try, to find meaning in my arrival, to understand my existence, I see figures on the sidewalks, I see lights, and the horn doesn't stop... I don't understand, am I awake? Everything is dark.
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