When the day is over. After all the light, the sounds of music. The colors shining in the streets, the voices of the crowds, Suddenly at once feels everything in the world have stopped. Stop, inside the mind. No feeling of any kind, you can hear yourself breath, the heat of your body, is like nothing have any sense around, like nothing moves around, a moment where seems like nothing exist, that is called to be alone. We all run away from that feeling, we all try to cover it, to pretend that is not there. But is waiting, observing, whispering that empty space to remind you, what you have done for me to be here again next to you.
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