E 'came the old, healthy and beneficial in His wisdom, soon, the past seventy years, what should I worry?
Can I watch the time, spend it with detached irony, I fantasize about that infernal device will lead to death.
In that hour will be what I always wanted: to leave this life boring, its contours ups and downs, its little nuances of color, to finally come into reality: to travel in anything, in the infinite space, a true free spirit of my desires, light and darkness blended together, with no material need to be met, except the eternal curiosity of knowledge.
" life is imperfect because we will never make something possible for our soul." ;
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