The first time when…
We might as well tell the human passage on this earth, if maybe one day we will be worthy to be part of the overall story.
Certainly there are spiders, cobwebs are still sublime art, as well as the caterpillar that becomes a butterfly.
Therefore, powering ourselves with tolerance for the myriad of meanness and passion for neglected brackets of beauty, let’s recall some of the first times when...
As the first moment when a man has realized that regardless of how much fine he will act as a father, he will never be comparable to a woman.
Who is a mother.
As the first day when a child has risen straight among the kneel ones and, in spite of silence was the cheapest answer, it asked the very first why.
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