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The forest was there, it was the same from my childhood, from my adolescence, from my old age. It was an entrance door and at the same time an uncertain exit door.
Condensed life in an instant. I close my eyes and I'm a child, I open my eyes and I'm a teenager, I look at my hands and I'm old.
The forest was an uncertain door, where memories become realities and where time tends to lose the concept we commonly use. I always wondered how long a memory lasts. The whole life is that memory that lasts a moment again.
Yesterday I was born and died at every thought. Yesterday the forest welcomed me and life became a sum of eternal seconds. I am a simple reflection on a puddle in the forest. Sensations that do not know the notion of time.
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