needy, hungry, tired and at peace when his mother fed him, cradled him, he sings. Man lives
needy, hungry for each other's eyes, tired of the uncertainty of a life to live and feel at peace when others held her eyes as it is, walking slowly by his side . The old man dies
needy, sick, tired and at peace when someone is with you, listen to their fears, attends his ailments and gives rest.
The real need is being felt that to be what it is. Are we not more than beings destitute from birth until we die? Why so much effort into becoming a smooth surface that does not need anything or anyone, self-sufficient, "at peace" not ready to be embraced?
do not understand.
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