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The Serpent of God
Bit the left side of my chest, left a huge wound ... this wound never closed. Its poison entrenched my life, I've felt weaker, often didn't know what I felt, I knew it was something that had to pass, trying, finding a way out. A being who didn't deserve to be there, stealing my moment of distraction, being the vedete [pt], calling the attention.
In the stage scenes, I was, I am, I will always be the main actor. I will not be a mere supporting role. A rest, flurry, I'm more than that, I am eternal, infinite, I am immortal in this theater of life. I am what this animal does not reach. I did not die of its poison, I've survived the fatal bite: I've found an antidote, the secret of the infernal creature: its bite doesn't kill, only causes some harm.