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G. Caro,
feel the need to write because I have to vent somehow the pain I feel when I even just a few minutes with you. It is the classic boredom of those who did not want to be close to a patient as difficult as you, is not hateful intolerance that your words are repeated very often a po'aggrovigliate. No! I am familiar with his face distorted by the heat and the drugs you when you come to my house at eight-thirty in the morning (and I'll open all asleep, still in pajamas, odiandoti a bit ', but glad you managed to leave the house ), the greeting at the gate of the hospital and your slow pace and return to the ward, the force you're putting to succeed in the game, once again, a little better to polyester.
I feel a twinge of pain when I see you because I know that Destiny with you was really a bastard. We got a brilliant mind, but you gave it bad. You have been granted a large family, but you can not have one's all yours. You have a strong character, but this tends to isolate. Many thoughts touch your mind, but most of them have knives sticking between a neuron and another, opening deep wounds that never stops bleeding.
suffer by being with you who suffer, but I can not let you see. Urlarti I would like that a little 'I understand how you feel, even if it never really will understand neither I'll never see ghosts keep you awake at night, you are biting the sheets.
I would let you know that you are not alone in the fight and instead I smile and nod like a fool.
I love you, G!
We love you!
feel the need to write because I have to vent somehow the pain I feel when I even just a few minutes with you. It is the classic boredom of those who did not want to be close to a patient as difficult as you, is not hateful intolerance that your words are repeated very often a po'aggrovigliate. No! I am familiar with his face distorted by the heat and the drugs you when you come to my house at eight-thirty in the morning (and I'll open all asleep, still in pajamas, odiandoti a bit ', but glad you managed to leave the house ), the greeting at the gate of the hospital and your slow pace and return to the ward, the force you're putting to succeed in the game, once again, a little better to polyester.
I feel a twinge of pain when I see you because I know that Destiny with you was really a bastard. We got a brilliant mind, but you gave it bad. You have been granted a large family, but you can not have one's all yours. You have a strong character, but this tends to isolate. Many thoughts touch your mind, but most of them have knives sticking between a neuron and another, opening deep wounds that never stops bleeding.
suffer by being with you who suffer, but I can not let you see. Urlarti I would like that a little 'I understand how you feel, even if it never really will understand neither I'll never see ghosts keep you awake at night, you are biting the sheets.
I would let you know that you are not alone in the fight and instead I smile and nod like a fool.
I love you, G!
We love you!
Francesca
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