We turned to other things.
We stopped to talk to each other when we lost the time for listening to each other, for finding a quiet place where we could rest.
When we lost the time to be amazed by ordinary things.
I have some memories when it began. I have so much more to tell...
But I need to find another exposed nest. I need to know - if I cared giving them their shade -
the mother-bird would return to give them more than we could.
That is what must be said for now...
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