In my scarlet nest

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Days like this make me reflect, immersed in so many words, dreaming of unforgettable moments, feeling things that I might be able to relive. The same feeling, the same feeling of contemplation at my favorite time of day, as if there were someone who pressed pause, even though there are almost five Sundays, today is when this strong feeling that I feel about living comes.

It's not that cliché thing of living and not surviving, even though I believe in that, but a new word that has been demanding my entire life to search for. Sometimes I feel like I know it, other times I imagine that it was somehow born with me, but that only the one who comes after me will be able to find it. Whoever I may be able to greet one da

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