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  Me inside a sober tube of bitter capital with cosmological atributions, feel abstracted by the endless darkness that afflicts my exorbitant loneliness. You can say that I'm alive, although I've never experienced. I speak to me and speak to you, when you're dozing and when you are in sobs ... secluded, still, withdrawn, distant, abstracted, embedded, blinded, sad, scared.

 I speak and I move in my own way, smiling without and smiling unimpeded. I want to attend to your silent screams and to your internal struggles of pain and hate. I want to be your light, your guide, your future, your joy and its astonishment, but you don't listen to me, you dont understand me, you don't have me. Just I know that you have pain in your chest, in your soul agony and remorse in your consciousness. The love that once you showed, is now off and overshadowed by the negligent anguish of the possession of your load. That load that is both yours and mine. Your pain I smell it, swallow it, live it and die it. I anguish your pain and your pain clouded myself. 

 Within this space I can listen and hear everything through you, I can see out of here through the symbiotic relationship we have, thanks to the so beautiful link that possesses us. It is certainly strange, enigmatic, but at the same time extraordinary and incredible, that, our link.


 ... I hear sonorous noises, thundering and weak, growing and mitigating, parsimonious and still, continuous and strident. I don't understand them, but I perceive that you can. Some of them give me joy, others cause me fear, others fill me with pain, but others fill me with love. Sometimes your songs lull me, but sometimes they are cries that cloud.


 The past few days I noticed that had grown a little my body; I feeled  increasingly vivid, getting bigger. I dreamed even when I slept, I dreamed even when you laughed. Those are the happiest moments of my time, those where you are happy, those where you smile. I love you very much. Do not leave me. I've heard that you intend to leave me. I've heard that you have the intention to stay away from me, get rid of me, of inoculate you from me. Do you know? time is short and happiness blooms in anyone who can have a good temple form any bad sesion. I don't know hwat can you say and I don't know what can you decide later with your actions, but one thing is clear: I am a little of you and you are part of my world... indeed, you are my world. Be happy and share your ideas eith everyone, be happy and don't forget me because I would not do it.


 I want to confess you something: You're my everything. Returns to face this burden and returns to scare your calm and if you want, curse your luck or your destiny, but no, never stop thinking in me and you, because we are just one.