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dear franco..
your eyes bring me the golden coast and beautiful forests, the sun shining through the trees, all light breaking towards the floor of the leaves. the city of buenos aires gives me the air of your own , divine of your soul, reflected in the light of the sun through my body. my eyes cannot tear away from you, never. not a second i dont think about you and you only, my constant reminder of my humanity and sorrow hunts me, but you... you save me from it, the pitch dark.. the deep end, you pull me out always of the pure dark, soul white, divine, like a dove, no? if you cant believe me, wait until you see him. like a god for me. god of only sun and moon, the only one that can make me believe, no other thing can. effects me very bad, everything effects me. worst episodes, very battered from the war, bleeding out, slowly surely.. and you appear, my only medic, my saviour, my only love. you can treat my wounds while on the fight, pour the liquid on me which burns my skin like holy water does, sanitizing my deep wounds all over. the moonlight shines while the horizon slowly gets contrasted with darker colors, very thankful for what you have done for me, im no more than a soldier in war fighting for the justice, only one who will survive, always on guard and trying not to risk fully. you, the only thing that belongs to my heart will save me from constant faliure.