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[geami]

This morning we are two of those that observe the movement of the leaves, the cyclical murmur of the first faces that march to work; two of those that watch the vagueness of whatever exists as if we were foreigners and it surrounds us so fiercely that also defines us as aliens. Only the fragile leisure of our imagination could associate this day

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[_redcorvette]

If I close my eyes, I can still pretend.