I sit down to write and open my notebook at random. I read the following:
Emotions are the first language we learn.
I don't know when I wrote it, but when I re-read it I had the feeling that it had always been here, with me, that it had never left me, even though it had a life of its own.
Words have different lives and meanings, …
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