preface :
a Man of a Thousand Faces, a man of many personalities, perhaps ..... but it is a orsettino sweet, a person of strong feeling, he always supervises, controls, even when it seems there is no else, defender of the weak, unable to create with his laughter, so many situations that are incomprehensible to many, want to give a name to this person, it is virtually impossible, so do not use the nik with those who know him, but an equally known, the way he makes me feel close to me many times protected, because I know that when else is he, I'm never alone .... ... you sweet friend and my words ...... THANK YOU ......
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Remember?
Just when of our flight twice over the fences high of perpetual snow warmed my hands on your wings on your fears calm listening to the beats of your heart
that heart so full that heart so full of myself your days so 'simple your speeches like a calm lake reflect all that I found in you. There is no 'more' to track me of becoming, past words and gestures exchanged
, me you stay when I felt something ,
feel I have left you, slight movements sweet in looks clear.
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