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Since I was a child I have wanted to obtain that something or someone, that goal, that dream, that event that would fill the emptiness I felt and that I didn’t know how to explain.

Today I realize that what I always wanted, in reality, was to love, to fly high, and not to suffer. But love has two faces: one is to love for a long period of time, and even if things turn out well, you will suffer; the other is that in an instant you can feel for someone what you’ve never felt for another person in years.

This is love: to love, to lose, to fall, to suffer, but actually, in this verse I don’t want to talk about love, but about my dream, which was to achieve the impossible, to love forever and never suffer, to weave my wings although they may break, to ride a bike without falling, although, after all, it’s all the same.