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I screamed, I cried, but I knew that you would come, and my pain would calm down and I would shelter you in my arms, that look held forever in my heart and that I would never forget.
You come out of the womb, adored child united forever with a golden thread, your body fragile, the love that lived between the two of you strong.
When you cried from cold or heat, from hunger or wet, a language that I understood, my adored child, united forever by a golden thread.
With each surprise that you gave, I was happy to know that you were growing up, with my eyes I followed you and you knew that I was protecting you.
But I allowed you to discover every day, my adored child forever united by a golden thread.

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I look for my soul and my heart, without waiting for a reason, I do it every time.
A path that leads to my truth, even if I have to walk alone, in order to find my identity.
Claim made by my being. At all times seeking to be reborn, so many times I cannot understand.
Life is a spring, but I must always be cordial, in order to find my grail.
Precious source called life, which always finds a way out, even in times when it is confused.
Life is a construction, of small pieces of the heart, that allows us to live with passion.