The houses moved, Then the people moved And the birds moved, Even the asphalt moved, Nothing was in place.

From the one who ask for coins, To the general.

Butterflies, ants, mosquitoes, Adults and children, Birds and rats, Cats and dogs.

The shops, The products, The packaging, and TV...

Nobody says anything. As if they were hypnotized by some magical force. Except me...

I came out challenging the truth Following the clouds at sky, Feeling the ground beneath my feet, Looking for something, anything

I followed...

Every sound, Every gesture, Every blowing,

The tall buildings, imposing. The street as always, screaming.

then...

— What? – she said, looking around the room, at the other side of the universe. — It's morning – he said as if he were waiting for something. — I know. – she replied in monotone.

It seems that the affection had been fired and hired by another company, and this was not the same thing. It was not bad, on the contrary, there seemed to be some effort for something that was not very clear, but the affection is not about that, and I also don't know what it is about, but I know when it changes.

She stood there like a statue, But happy.

I mean, technically happy.

This means, with no apparent external modulations, Or something like that.

She was trying to understand why Repetil looked like a dinosaur.

Did she say it wrong? maybe the letters written? something in the style of the font?

The sound seemed correct...

Things that can hardly be described with enough meaning, What could I do besides observe quietly? I was floating between funny and worried:

— Reptile, it was a reptile! – she said kind of impressed that she hadn't noticed before.

But why do she notice now? What has changed?

She wouldn't accept not knowing.

If there was any mystery in the way she thinks, she had to unravel it...

but a foot-smelling dinosaur that likes to walk around the mall was certainly not the result she expected.

Something like this could not come out of nowhere...

The interference is real.

I was looking for it... for the source... anything...

and everything is... alright...

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