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Maturity, that terrible gift whose giver, giving it, takes away all the spontaneous joy of receiving under the icy shade of a headstone-maturity sees, despite the blindfold blocking the window's fresh surprise, the empty circle that has no end and that turns the world into a jail.
Maturity knows the exact price of love, of leisure, of sorceries, and can do nothing against its own science or self. Its sharpened gaze, sharp sense of smell, and hand freed of every enchantment self-destruct in the dream of existence.