VALEDICTION

Once again, I prepare for the farewell.

I watch the sunny and cold landscape, and the King Star saying goodbye. I observe the snow... Soon, it will also be gone.

And in this farewell, it will abandon its color, its shape, its purity, to run through grains of dirt to meet others (un)equals. It will gain new shape, color, heat...

Snow, as water, drags parts of others with it. Once touched, always linked, always marked.

This is how farewells are: we leave something, to seek something. And in this trajectory, we transform ourselves. Transformation that maintains the essence of what we are, despite the addition of the (co)existence.

Snow will always be snow, even if it becomes water.

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