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So
this
story
begins
Gerasim's
journey
home.
Imagine
you
walked
without
looking
back,
Moving
forward,
occasionally
veering
slightly
to
the
right
or
back,
Even
if
to
the
left,
but
continuing
onward.
(So
it
is
written
on
all
the
scrolls
by
the
road)
And
you
walked
for
so
long
that
you
grew
weary,
Although
your
legs
were
not
aware
that
they
Were
heading
where
they
themselves
desired.
So,
you
became
tired
and
looked
back.
There
was
emptiness.
Emptiness
behind
and
ahead,
and
within,
right
in
the
center.
You
walked
confidently
enough
but
began
to
slow
down.
Not
so
much
as
to
come
to
a
complete
halt,
But
you
began
to
brake
gradually.
Your
steps
became
so
heavy
as
if
all
the
weariness
had
settled
there.
All
this
fatigue
descended
from
your
head
To
your
heart
and
crawled
down
to
your
legs.
It
slithered.
And
Gerasim
raises
his
head
and
tries
not
to
look
back.
But
the
feelings
cannot
be
deceived.
And
these
feelings
speak
of
the
fact
that
The
return
home
will
indeed
be
a
return
home.
That
is
all.
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