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She comes into your life and finds the details / of your past of your body / of your everyday habits / Life without this merciful presence / has no meaning anymore – and suddenly / she leaves and life has no meaning... Mourning / lasts for a while and if you survive – which you will / you start recounting again the same details. / from the past, releasing your body on another body, sharing your every day again. / You learn from this repetition ./ You learn to ignore / the certainty of your gestures. / You learn to ignore / the impressive architecture of a meaningful life.
