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::: absence of passage:::



Part # 1::: Florence, mon amour:::

people, so many people. Impresses me because I'm used to really sensitive.
intense light, the sun and at home I forget, this season. Strong colors.
and perfumes; chocolate, coffee and bread. There is a reassuring
chaos. Here you will never be alone, ever. There is air
ancient history and legend. The size of certain things terrify me.
E 'another life, another world maybe one day I will.

Maybe. One day.

Never play with your desires. Could rivoltartisi against.



Part # 2::: Statement:::

There are words that strike you as a stab in the chest. Words that have the effect of a high voltage discharge.

-fai that your projects do not become mirages

and

-just fuck. When

you least expect it, there's words that remind you what you really feel.


I will love you. Always. Forever.
Because you are my link to reality, you are what keeps me from going adrift sadly - as is my nature.
Vol
Fragile and strong. Equipped with uncommon intelligence, but sometimes unconscious. Sensitive and disenchanted. Humble and proud. Wise they seem, at times, older but able to be averted how olds. Sweet and sharp. In full of scars, and still be able to see the world through the eyes of a child, with wonder and hope (yes, we are all capable, but only that sometimes we deny ourselves the opportunity to do so).
you that I have driven but accompanied. Together.
you have shared with me that success and falls, and that you have raised with me from the ground when we thought it was too late.
you that you have accepted my being deeply dickhead.
you that you have never claimed to be perfect, but try each day to exceed your limits.
that you know how to give good advice without even realizing that you're doing.
you that you have tried your balance through excess.
that maybe you are on your way to find it.
you unconsciously you have given me snippets of soul and life, things that I can not even wanting to never detach myself from him.
you that you belong to me now, my little story.

you with me that you laughed, cried, cursed and raved.

You are the precious women in my life.

I will love you. Always. Forever. What about