"And suddenly the space contracted, there was silence and I remembered,

how it is inside, it is outside, how it is above it is below ...

Will it be a new exhalation of the Universe? ...

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That night I had a dream, I was in a place of blue and white light,

the sun was radiant, the water was crystal clear, I wanted to swim in that immensity.

But the senses usually make us games, illusions.

Not everything that exists is what we see and not everything we see is what exists.

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And the landslide, the cataclysm, the avalanche, the tsunami came!

Exhale, compress. Inhalation, collapses.

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And I entered, almost like in another game, almost like in ecstasy, into a vortex of sounds, lights, speed;

Driven by dizzying fury, I ran through the days like swift and overflowing rivers.

Until exhaustion, until exhaustion.

A light opens a path. Run, I run. Walk, walk.

Be quiet…

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Where are you? Where you take me?

Who are you?

Another game, you tell me

I am, I am

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Run, I run. Walk, walk.

Silence, suspension ... and I float, just that

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I let. It takes me. I dive "(Andrea Paola)