I sat in a park once, dejected and filled with such despair that I felt my heart being slowly swallowed up. I looked around me, there was life. Then, I asked to myself if I should give up, if this was my only alternative to escape the pain. The cries of a baby echoed not far from me at that moment. My eyes rested on this child, tenderly consoled by his mother and then all of sudden he looked at me, with his gaze which still understood nothing of the pain of Men. He smiled at me, with purity. And suddenly, finally, I had an answer. Life is everywhere.
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LIFEHOOD THEORY
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