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Regretting the times
Of my childhood world
An intricate puzzle
Made of colors, sounds and pulsations
Before that crucial day
In which for the first time
I saw my image
Reflected in a mirror
And I was inescapably forced
To put apart
That marvelous feeling
Of being one with the world
Replaced by a crushing sensation

A monster growing inside me
Led me to put apart
That marvelous feeling
Of being one with the world
Replaced by a crushing sensation
The formation of Self

The first stage that gave rise
To the domination of Ego
In a life in which I am now the slave
Of my own projections
Supervised by the Other I obey the law
In order to avoid the final encounter
With the Real

Regretting the times of my childhood world
Made of colors, sounds and pulsations…

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