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you wanted something that would dignify or give meaning to these days something that contained a real reason to face them but if your vision doesn't allow you to understand what could redeem you will never be surprised that the seven birds of the past month now there are twelve cheering the plane tree studded with golden leaves in its branches will never understand why we call joy the opportunity to witness in the late afternoons a ray of sunlight that advances like a wedge on the side wall pointing an arrow of light to the picture frame in which your love is still youthful wearing the smile that sparkled infinity and made even the not-so-beautiful moments be good will miss the chance to find comfort simply by feeling the texture of the blanket when it's morning and the grooves that separate the padded buds are limits where the fingers land and rest from the immensity of the universes that have already traveled only then will the meaning of these days emerge and it is the sound of the water that falls during the bath the softness of the towel and the voice that welcomes your arrival and invites you to a hot meal on the table next to the cup that offers the ruby of your wine and if there are children, they carry eternity in their gestures and words and when you can see on the retina of one of them the bright reflection of your face making her smile there will be the main reason you will have to insist on the mission to be happy.

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