Looks adults exude boundless affection awareness ethereal perspective incapable of hurting and willing to actually let the memories and heavy on my heart full of tears that invades the daily flood ties undermined by evidence fatuous tired unique flowing past in bright, dutiful motes hold their breath until the constant fear and wonder as children gory of what is not said but the fact is discovered naked and gently in the sun without skin burns of life.
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Fabio
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