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I saw him the other day ...
Sitting in a depression of the park grounds, staring at the willow in front of him. Continuing with his eyes as the leaves danced the cold song of the autumnal wind.
The wind shuddered at his neck and ruffled him, but he kept his eyes on the complex movements of the leaves of that willow, as complex as his thoughts.
I was going to follow my path when I noticed that in his beard time accelerated, changing its color, from a deep black to a white marble. Then it passed to her hair, in which you could now distinguish various shades of gray with a pearly background. I could not help thinking that his thoughts had cleared up as well.
As he thought it, he stood and walked to the tree that entertained his sight. He positioned himself below and looked up for a moment, before showing his teeth in a bright smile, which quickly settled on my face as well.
I knew at that moment that he felt more alive than he ever felt and that I was getting late.
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