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Salida de la crisis? Agosto 2, 2012. Anche le formiche nel loro piccolo. Rieducazione al lavoro dei mutilati della Grande Guerra. Tesi in filosofia di Fabiano Quagliaroli. El Gran Grimorio, Papa Honorio. Rieducazione al lavoro dei mutilati della Grande Guerra.
Tuesday, 18 October 2016. I threw open the windows. My heart singing with joy. I was ready to see the light. Fools are those who look outside. The whole universe is inside. I saw sunny day outside. Thursday, 12 March 2015. Life was always cruel to him. He bore it with a smile. Even when his vocal chords were removed. He still wanted to talk.
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Haz que esto dure para siempre, haz que no te deje nunca. Acabé, con lo que me quedaba, con lo que me restaba, con lo que tenía que darte, y me siento triste y me siento hastiada, acabé con mis rodillas en el suelo, con un amor platónico no muy correspondido. Con la razón y las entrañas por fuera, con la necesidad seca. Cierro los ojos, a lado en mi mejilla .