Tagged: #LIFE

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THE CEMETERY KEEPER

8 p.m. He was waiting, like he always did for the past 10 years, that the last visitor, Mr. Honest, leave on his tired feet so he could close the iron gate. “Goodnight Gino”...

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FAREWELL GRANDFATHER

In everyone’s incredulity, in a warm afternoon in the end of summer, you decided to leave us. You, who always made me laugh hard. You made me cry this time, If I look in...

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THE MEANING OF LIFE

The meaning of life is to watch my niece, little and vulnerable, feeding from my sister’s breasts. It’s life itself in its deepest meaning.