When historical paradigms germinate around you,
When characters of stories, you read, start talking to you,
When you feel crowded by several unanswered questions,
When dualism makes you shaken,
When time starts running faster,
When you experience your immense world,
When you find yourself a witness of world’s evolution,
When your curiosity forces you to awake,
When any imaginary god could not stop you
From questioning the established rules and traditions,
Dear, it is the most beautiful time!
It is the proof that you are alive.
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