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๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท Labirinto + ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท Labyrinthe + ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ Labyrinth

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๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท No segundo dia, a privaรงรฃo de sono tornava difรญcil fazer as coisas mais simples, como fechar a tampa de uma garrafa de รกgua, saber se รฉ nascer ou pรดr do sol, ou controlar emoรงรตes. Oscilava entre extremamente triste, irritada, indiferente. Chorava e ria por qualquer coisa. O gelo se escondia entre as ondas, e eu sรณ o via ao me aproximar demais. Perdi meu senso de humor, que talvez fosse minha arma secreta. Sem fome, nem sede, nem sensaรงรฃo de perigo. Apenas existia e desviava, esperando ver รกguas livres e lรญquidas. ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท Le deuxiรจme jour, le manque de sommeil rendait difficiles les gestes les plus simples, comme fermer le bouchon dโ€™une bouteille dโ€™eau, savoir sโ€™il sโ€™agissait du lever ou du coucher du soleil, ou encore contrรดler mes รฉmotions. Jโ€™oscillais entre une profonde tristesse, lโ€™irritation et lโ€™indiffรฉrence. Je pleurais et je riais pour un rien. La glace se cachait parmi les vagues, et je ne la voyais que lorsque je mโ€™en approchais de trop prรจs. Jโ€™avais perdu mon sens de lโ€™humour, qui รฉtait peut-รชtre mon arme secrรจte. Je nโ€™avais ni faim, ni soif, ni sentiment de danger. Jโ€™existais simplement et je contournais les obstacles, dans lโ€™attente de voir des eaux libres et liquides. ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ On the second day, sleep deprivation made it hard to do even the simplest things, like closing the cap on a water bottle, telling whether it was sunrise or sunset, or controlling my emotions. I swung between feeling extremely sad, irritated, and indifferent. I cried and laughed over the slightest thing. The ice was hidden among the waves, and I could only see it when I got too close. I lost my sense of humor, which was perhaps my secret weapon. I felt neither hunger nor thirst, nor any sense of danger. I simply existed and swerved, hoping to see open, liquid water.

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