Once upon a time there was a sky.
No, ‘the’ sky, the perfect heavenly picture that has seen all of us passing through and, sooner or later, will tell everything.
I refer to something drawn from below, with no ambition to what makes the shapes and contours of the human creation worthy of the eye.
Read as well as the naive, moving courage to imagine the world as it should be.
In this sky, not ‘the’, everything existed according to the given order.
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