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I realized that when you fall in love everything around becomes more vivid, life becomes worth living. I fulfilled my lifetime dream: to fly. Just the thought that somewhere someone misses me gives me wings. His name is a short for addiction and yes, it’s so easy to become addicted to his presence. Nevertheless, I never felt more free, I never had wings till now. I see the sun and I know it shines for me, and it brings the smile on my face. In fact, everything makes me smile. I am happy and no one can upset me.
So I take a little part of my heart, a little dream, a flower, a photograph of him, a touch of his hand, a hug and lock them away in my mind. Just in case I’ll be in need… Till then, I wish everyone on this planet will find their half and fly. Fly and be happy because life is beautiful! ("Each one of us is an angel with just one wing. And we can only fly hugging one another" – Luciano de Crescenzo)
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