Let’s start with the end, my end. I die.
It´s my most sincere and selfish fear.
I don’t want to be taken away from my kids, my wife and my people.
Not being able to interact, see, hear, touch, create... feel.
One day I’ll not be around anymore.
How long is going to take to be completely forgotten?
“Mausoleum” is my tomb. When I die I´ll take my fears and questions to this place hoping someone will visit and remember me. Forever.
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