To you, dear Othello, you were also a little my grandmother. I love you, wherever you are. Okay.
Today I died with you.
reborn today with you. Flights
high flying away,
You broke the thread that tied the kite
And that kept him safe from this wind blows hard
What today.
For a moment it seemed the end of the world. Your
powder coated all
You got heavy
You made immanent
're gone like a flash, off
Did you like this, without giving time to time.
E 'was like pushing a switch:
life giving, life
borrows,
Life expects something in return.
not enough suffering, not enough
struggle,
the tear is not enough that destroyed a smile,
was not enough to scream the word that has offended.
You're never ready to forget a face, you become
maybe good at adapting to new realities,
It grows by bridging gaps,
you fill with something that never replace it completely.
Why say goodbye is something I do not understand.
're dead but you're not.
So, I look for the last time as if it were the first.
hug, I salute you and smile.
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