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Cuore, muscolo ferito, fatto a pezzi e ricucito, ogni brandello rattoppato si tiene su, ancora batte, ogni lesione è un prezzo alto pagato. Il pianto unico balsamo lenisce il dolore, ogni lacrima risana l'abisso. Si tiene insieme, oramai ricomposto ma debole, emette pulsazioni che fanno guarire, un ritmo chiamato.. Amore.
Max Bast
