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Each Step is a Dialogue

“Remember that the world is made of stories” –  someone said to me. We stumble, every day, in a loving speech with  the greatest points of loneliness, where we lose  our speech and the difficulty is not remembering  but forgetting. Here, I live to forget. Unrolling the silence  of those who feel the other lose their speech.  Today, it is in me that this speech is missing. I scream not to be alone, expressing a  composite of identity, silence and passion,  when looking at the relationship of the self  with the other and the relationship of the self to the self.  Of how it transforms us, of how we almost don't find ourselves and how we redefine. Each image is a fragment of this transformation and its whole is the confused piece where it is inserted. This is just another story.

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