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  • "Be silent or let thy words be worth more than silence." --Pythagoras.

    Sometimes, when words enrage and cross us like arrows, we pour oil on troubled waters - also covering the heart - based on barely slept eyes, fake smiles, carnival masks.
    Sometimes we forget that whatever is ours it will always exist, even if it is not visible to our senses. Always, always there - there is no use of covering, hiding - and even love, even all things which do not belong to us anymore (but for some reason are part of us) - they will always be what they are in their stomping grounds. More, or less, they will always be.
    Hide and observe them left to time is useless, except to pretend arrows and troubled waters, deluding us with so many coverups.

    Picture by Ju Bertechini.
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