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I remember when it happened. I remember well the words, feeling, consciousness and collapse. A heavy blanket thrown on him, choking and you will not leave you. I remember when
would not stop crying and hating.
Sometimes I remember too well, and I want to punish you, I would try the same things. Then comes the heat and that you must throw away the blanket and the best memories, new, lighter, back, remember how the air of this October, with a slight cool breeze, but with the sun to heat it. So the desire is gone, back into hiding and leave me I can take the heat of a cup of tea and the colors of a homemade cake.