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River Onyar, Girona (Catalonia, Spain), June 2018 Now I see how we are changed through the years we live, through the dreams we fulfill, through the loves we share, through all the happy places that indelibly mark the soul. Now I put together how I have been changed through shattered dreams, through loves that failed, through all the happy places that I could not make my own. At the end of the day, now I see that I am, I live, I dream, I love, I go places, I grow, I accept and learn. Now I see that I do not change because of years, because of dreams nor loves, not even because of places; it is me who changes days, dreams, loves, places so that they become life, not just steps on the way.

Valencia (Spain), March 2019 Something mild, something sensible would turn acoustic chaos into soothing, vital music. Something mild, something sensible would turn an excessive yell into a measured, harmonious sound. Just with a look, just with a single note of the perpetual melody of your crystalline voice, I could just up and fly far away beyond the jumble of the days.

Full Moon over the City of Sciences and Arts, València (Spain), March 2019 A world around whose deafening racket just lets you know that noise is but your companion. That sound of the world, without author nor help, evolves into music sublime, constant harmony, which comes to hide deep inside where you keep what you love, what can hurt. Unknown harmony of fleeting notes which timidly get out of sight behind the reality of every day. Subtle routine, boisterous though, helplessly trying to huddle both peace and balance of a harmonious universe into your very own happiness.