Have to die to be born. Died yesterday. Freedom starts today. Freedom! Again. We started here on a deserted beach of sand, water and waves with the sounds of incomprehension.

I was lulled to sleep. I woke up in the stupor of discontent. I left no stone unturned. I turned them all. I lost god and all the other chimeras. I disappeared and no longer exist.

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