An ancestry excused from certain duties
Everything started when, in the green land of her eyes, I lost my parents and forgot the circumstances of my biological birth. I joined a fantastic ancestry of abandonment survivors: those upon whom the bureaucracy of baptism is no longer forced. Scatterbrained in her, I came into this world dying for love. I live a distracted life. Another way of living doesnʼt count. Another way of dying isnʼt worth it.
12 February 2021 Leave your thoughts