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Since the second Knanzens of the Roman, he is anxious, is anxious, and he sees only the face of the face, straying, very anxious, turning in his head many ideas that fill him and then leave him and go away from him, to give up their place for other ideas, looking for an opinion that ends up and relieves the revolutionary. For long days, he is in this case, he does not apply to him and does not approve him side, goes to a place far from the palace, in which there is no hearing of the sounds of waves that hit the high wall wrapped around the castle, sitting alone extending his thought away. Sometimes he ascends in a tower in the fence, looking at him to the wide sea, the flat sky, stars and planets, and he talks to his eyes of his imperfections like his heart, perhaps she reads what is in his chest and inspires him the solution that satisfies him. At other times he shelters to his honesty, and spends his night fluctuating in his sides, trying to attract sleep to him, perhaps he sees a healing dream, removing his huge weightlifting chest that degraded him and pain.