Even if it were to throw coins or gems in the Wishing Well, yet, would empty my quest to have you in my life. Because many making the short way, hope does the meeting but, as in a sleight of hand that surprising setback gold coin vanishes and the short path becomes a cliff. I leave the coins and the fountain, I follow walking every day looking for you because I know that even appearing crags and shadows, I'll see you in the glow of unique and precious flower that one day we cultivate when we give our hearts to true love (Rafael Piovesan)
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