Epitaph
I understood perfectly what you meant about all the colors between black and gray and it is true that the hours have more minutes than they say so I will always be silent in the line of the discontented and condemned because this is a silent job to be averse to the course of the river.
when the world prepared all these traps it was clear that I would fall into each one of them and these painful wounds attest to much more than just ignorance or naivety because I believed in an absurd retribution of kindness and how fate would be grateful to my detachment from everything .
I have already prepared the final speech to be recorded in sepia on the board and I was not surprised to realize that only two words will suffice to summarize this path entirely traced in darkness, dizziness and tumbles:
well done.
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