They are words that change this heart, leaving the shadows of your soul a breath of life that seeks peace in the arid parole.Parole made from a heart that knows no love, words that have sought death in that camp, where life was not living where he who condemned the memory wielded the sword ready to stain with blood. Shout to the sky their mothers who are on their knees begging the father, who accompanies them to another island. where the words appear to be dictated by the sky and heaven conforto.Parole are trying to seize fleeting moment away from the wind, the wind was blowing slowly stroked your face and tired of this life, this life you have placed in the human heart the words that seem to hope. They are words that change this heart. They shouted to heaven are those mothers who seek relief in the words of one who seeks peace. the peace that comes from a heart that knows the ways of love and with a smile that takes your hand those people who need a word for not letting their andare.Sono those words that changed this heart and are magically served to hide my ere a new life.
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