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There comes that moment in which we don’t look for faces or colors, or insecurities or games, we look for something solid and accurate, where feelings don’t depend on the typical phrase “we must give ourselves time”.

We reach that stage in which we seek conviction, attitude and intentions, when we finally grow up and understand that life is not about appearances. We want silence instead of noise, magic and not material things, the lasting instead of an instant, and we begin to live with our feet on the ground and the mind exactly where it should be.