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The story is very simple you are born in your time contemplating troubled the red blue of the sky the bird that migrates and the reckless insect that will be crushed by your new shoe. You truly suffer you demand food and for others' duties or maybe out of routine you cry clean of blessed or cursed guilt until sleep arrives and disqualifies you.
You transform yourself you almost love to the extreme you manage to feel eternal from so much wonder but hopes don't reach autumn and the prophet heart turns into rubble. You finally learn and use what you've learned to understand that the world is like a maze in its key moments hell or paradise love or abandonment and always, always a mess. You mature and look for the signs of the present the rituals of the past and even the future in the making maybe you have become irreversibly wise and when nothing is missing then you die. The story is very simple.