In the difficult moments… it insinuates, like a moneylender in front of a desperate player.
It Promises!... without saying anything.
It shows itself generous faced with so much egoism, although we don’t get anything.
It becomes “interdependent” and creates sympathy; it creates attention; it creates admiration.
It enamours.
We feel called to who knows what!; and we go… to who knows where.
It's like a trick of magic. Everything seems to be... Magic! And as much as we try to find the trick, we don't find it because there isn't one.
Suddenly!... it seems like the magic has touched us; that the luck has arrived! And when you begin to taste it, something of bitterness... you have gotten...
We have been beaten over and over again, like airing out the carpet... of what has stayed; what has not left.
Sometimes, sensations of being very beaten, others, forgotten!
Its absence is nostalgia of emotions. Its presence... is commotions.
Nothing is!... If it is not here.
Everything is!... with only suggesting it; with only airing it out.
Always... it shows itself... Eternal...
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