Steps to dismantle some stairs

Life is not a game because life is precious.

What got forgotten is that you are not made as my enemy.

This is because we were not made but we were born.

We were born tiny, naked, impossible.

We were born and we cried, we grew, we were wounded.

It was not the rest that was silent but we were silent since silence was our beginning.

We have unlearned to scream.

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