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Louis_Miche_Loud

Mar 18, 2018

You are the story but what we are living at every step, even losing unintentionally, essential affections. I consider in my audacity, that it is not the great events or relevant events of this or that historical moment that mark us as a society, but those that, because they are so common and everyday, seem less important. Yesterday, I am sorry, in my neighborhood, a friend left. Unforgettable his walks to his workplace, his arm up high waving from afar. Death as an urgent sign is not the question of this reflection, but it is worth to trust that life does not lose sight of us, that it just gives us goodbye at this time and then picks us up in another space. And so are the stories of the corners of your neighborhood or mine, the talks on the sidewalk or in the corner, or the promised cereals that will no longer be. Collect cold data and are good causes, nobody could discuss it, but I say from my perception that I'm looking for the aroma of the feelings, those who speak from a wall, from the old trees, from the piece of heaven that does not leave us. When a friend leaves, an empty space remains.

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