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Sep 2018
Before my eyes I can see the ends of the world though the distance is beyond imagination.
I see too much, too far.
It is a blinding sight, a maddening prophesy.

But in blindness instead I live.
Life is only a moment. A single repeating moment.

Those moments were happiness.
For "a moment" then, I love you.
Eva Amato
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Eva Amato  25/F/Italy
(25/F/Italy)   
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