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  • An embrace to the vanishing memory. To the remembrances that remains only on the paper. To the bones that turn into dust. To an exceptional event that ends forever. To a smile that can be crying. To a grip that doesn't exist, and that will be forever illusion.


    Un abbraccio alla memoria che svanisce. Ai ricordi che restano solo su carta. Alle ossa che diventano polvere. A un evento eccezionale che è finito per sempre. A un sorriso che può essere pianto. A un appiglio che non esiste, e che sarà sempre illusione.
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