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Letter of those who have everything

Whether you are a believer or not read it, then write what you think if you like!

Dear Jesus, I
this year I wanted to write you for Christmas. This letter does not anyone ever read, but no matter: the important thing is it gets to you.

I have no particular things to ask .. No indeed, if not one. I pray for all the people I meet every day, crossing the street, I pass by the supermarket, I see on television, attending concerts and listening to music as me. I pray to be happy.
Ah yes ... because sometimes I feel that it is not. They seem so sad ... And I do not understand what's missing! According to the logic of this world I have nothing and they all ...
Think ... I want to talk, but I can not.
Screaming ... much less!
I would like to run ... but how do I? Skip
there ...
A little 'walk .. but that effort! Eating
... never alone!
Drink ... when they give me.
Go to services ... do not talk about!
Singing: a dream!
For music that other people do ... crazy! Write
... do not talk;
first I want to learn the colors, but I can not!
I love football, but I do not play ...

One nice thing, however, I have it too, is something spectacular, the greatest gift I could receive:
smile. What
not saving anybody: neither parents nor my grandmother or my sister or educators or volunteers, or children or to strangers ...
It's my secret weapon and use it to the end.

So, Jesus, I beg you give a bit 'of my smile to others is a simple smile, who does not speak, not sing, does not run, does not play ... but that comes from the heart, the heart of those who, in his silence, we meet every day and talks to you in secret. The smile of someone who, like you, when lying in a manger in swaddling clothes, everything you needed: to be fed, changed, washed, including the expressions of your face because no words ... But I have 26 years. In my poverty I feel close to you, and for me that is all. That is nothing that can ever take away I miss his smile.

This letter does not anyone ever read, because I can never write it. But it's in my heart and I want to scream the whole world.

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Odi et amo

Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, strong requiris.

Nescio, sed et excrucior pride felt the agony.

hate and love. Perhaps you ask why I do this.
do not know, but I feel that happens to me and I suffer

After another small gem Latin Carpe diem: The Song Catulli 85 ... aka the Carme 85 di Catullo
excrucior Literally it would mean I feel cross but ... boh .... in my opinion is too strong .... do not you?

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Breaking news

Hello ... what the heck is that I live ... but how do I say ... Boccaletti steps of the periods in which write to the river and others in which you do not know what to say or do not have time to say anything I add I ... This
period is nothing short of fucked up ... I'm right at home just to sleep tonight ... ... but even that we leave quietly
Yesterday there was the last excursion of sedimentary basins in the Apennines ... Beautiful hike heaven's sake were it not that I did not think there was plenty of sunshine and warm sunshine ... and zac ... half mica nice eh ...
get home that's nearly 20 I do so after a super hot shower with the heat is getting a little bit better and get ready to leave because for the inauguration of the fair of St. John will continue until Wednesday (the day on which I hope to support a successful review of Photogeology view the carnage ... I hope the other day) ... with the band playing from 22:00 for the concert touring, first of a long series of events that accompanies the white night for two years now that the Fair opens.
After the concert we were the band with some friends a ride to Spilamberto prey to a sort of bacchanalian as last year that have accompanied this event, and a chat between a strawberry granita (hmm very good), some Beppe Cavani song in the piano bar and a walk as it should be 5 and we arrived at the city administration as he promised he honored those present of coffee (heck, if one has held up all night at 5 fno's going to make the coffee so the day after not sleeping?) donuts and macaroons ...
got home I got a bit 'sleeping from 6 to 8 and then ... nothing .... eyes At 9 OO
open so I went with John on the other hand in Bologna and Music For All by Federico aim to make up for some music to your eyes!
And tonight will be more or less the same story ... I hope to go to bed eh but if not I can not stand ... and Sunday ... it will be laughing for the examination of 25 ...
Bye! I'm going to turn on the fresh breeze!
Ps ... next year, assuming that decides to participate in this particular evening The administrator gives reason to hope that the volume content + groups that played my mom ... what a mess!