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<center><h1>A labyrinth difficult to navigate</h1></center> 

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<center>***En el lejano horizonte una oscuridad se ve, nada se  vislumbra, cualquier cosa se puede esconder, por eso ella siente el temor de recorrer ese camino, no le gustan los ministerios, esos que erizan su piel, ese que aprieta el alma, sintiendo que se puede perder.
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De retroceso hace una parada, tiene hinchados sus pies, se consigue con un ruidoso riachuelo, allí se sienta a la orilla y mete en el agua sus cansados pies, mientras lo hace siente la frescura del agua fría por toda su piel recorrer.
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Decide acostarse en la hierba verde pero su cara se la deja al cielo ver, al contemplar su inmensidad no llega a comprender, dónde inicia y dónde termina a la vez, su cabeza es una maraña que la hace enloquecer, sus pensamientos se entrelazan, por su agotamiento se ha dejado vencer.
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Allí reposa su cuerpo con la humedad de la noche y llena de confusión que ni ella misma puede entender, ha perdido el equilibrio, camina por una cuerda floja que fácil se puede romper, se siente tan desanimada que quiere su último aliento ceder, sin que más nadie lo noté quiere llegar hasta él.
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Por eso mientras ella puede, narra los hechos una y otra vez, como si se tratara de dejar sellado el mal momento que no pudo estar con él, ese quizás sea su más grande dolor haber podido hacer algo para detener el tiempo y tenerlo en casa otra vez.
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Desde los cielo Dios la observa, sabe que su mundo se ha puesto al revés, perdió a su hijo más amado, eso le ha robado hasta la sensatez, su mirada está perdida, de seguro buscando lo que por ahora será difícil de ver, él comprende su angustia, la sostiene como a una bebé.
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¡Qué dolor tan grande, lleva por dentro está triste mujer!, ha escondido todos sus razonamientos, sus pensamientos divagan por no querer entender, que su amado hijo se ha ido primero, sin saber cómo su alma le llega a doler.
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Su corazón está destrozado, los pedazos han caído sin poderlos recoger, ella quiere seguir ausente, su realidad por ahora es muy cruel, su rechazo por la muerte hace evidente su enojo, al no quererla reconocer, por eso ella duerme con los ojos abiertos, mientras todos creen que ella los puede ver.
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Despertar de esa pesadilla será agobiante, no se sabe lo que pueda suceder, ella no consigue explicación, hará todo lo que pueda para darse cuenta lo que acaba de suceder, el sueño escapa de ella, el cansancio invadió todo su ser.
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Por ahora escucha un susurro al oído, tranquila Dios te dará consuelo y las fuerzas también, aunque así lo ha dicho ella a muchos, por ahora su mente se cierra en un laberinto difícil de recorrer, ella conoce la salida, pero su dolor la ciega, quiere permanecer en él.***</center>
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<center>***In the distant horizon a darkness can be seen, nothing can be glimpsed, anything can be hidden, that's why she feels the fear of walking that path, she doesn't like the ministries, those that make her skin bristle, that which tightens the soul, feeling that she can get lost.
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Backtracking she makes a stop, her feet are swollen, she gets to a noisy stream, there she sits on the shore and puts her tired feet in the water, while she does it she feels the coolness of the cold water all over her skin.
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She decides to lie down on the green grass but she lets the sky see her face, as she contemplates its immensity she cannot understand where it begins and where it ends at the same time, her head is a tangle that makes her go crazy, her thoughts are intertwined, because of her exhaustion she has let herself be defeated.
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There rests her body with the humidity of the night and full of confusion that not even she herself can understand, she has lost her balance, she walks a tightrope that can easily break, she feels so discouraged that she wants her last breath to give in, without anyone else noticing she wants to reach him.
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So while she can, she narrates the facts over and over again, as if to seal the bad moment that she could not be with him, that is perhaps her greatest pain to have been able to do something to stop the time and have him home again.
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God is watching her from heaven, he knows that her world has been turned upside down, she lost her most beloved son, this has robbed her of even her sanity, her gaze is lost, surely looking for what for now will be difficult to see, he understands her anguish, he holds her like a baby.
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What a great pain this sad woman carries inside, she has hidden all her reasoning, her thoughts wander because she does not want to understand that her beloved son has gone first, without knowing how her soul hurts.
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Her heart is broken, the pieces have fallen without being able to pick them up, she wants to remain absent, her reality for now is very cruel, her rejection of death makes her anger evident, not wanting to recognize it, that is why she sleeps with her eyes open, while everyone believes that she can see them.
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Waking up from this nightmare will be overwhelming, she does not know what will happen, she cannot explain it, she will do everything she can to realize what has just happened, sleep escapes her, tiredness invaded her whole being.
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For now she listens to a whisper in her ear, calm God will give you comfort and strength too, although she has said so to many, for now her mind closes in a labyrinth difficult to go through, she knows the way out, but her pain blinds her, she wants to stay in it.***</center>
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