Many know the word liberty but few can live in the perception of freedom I am on the verge of...of what? I cannot Imagine "on what verge of" I am. I have no past and my future is running out. I am tranquil though. I've never been so tranquil. I even cannot imagine how it can be that I am so tranquil. The world is falling asunder but I am tranquil and I cannot explain precisely why, I am so calm. Nothing can harm me. Nothing. I feel it. It's in my bones. Oh God, I love you! Oh Mary, I pray you every day. You changed my life. How was my life? How did I get to these last days? I worked all my life and my life was despicable. This is what I remember of my life. My past life. Work and disdain. I believed in the man, That was my error. I believed in humanity, I believed in equality, in justice, in righteousness, in goodness. Many mistakes and the biggest one was to believe in the man, to believe that the man can be inherently good when it is not. Too late I have been aware ...
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