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Apr 2017
I am who I am today. Half prey of circumstance, half a result of my will. Human.

I am living in the context of my life, defined by temporal conventions that much too often merge good with 'acceptable', and wrong with 'intolerable'.

There was never a guideline. There was never a book containing rules that we could follow on the certainty that we were doing what we came here to. No. We arrived to this world naked and alone, only left with life and consciousness to water the seed of our existence: the pursuit of truth.
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Diego A S
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