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Giulia Neri
The Fall of the heart

The Fall of the heart

How we can teach gentleness?
How we can teach gentleness?
How we can teach gentleness?
How we can teach gentleness?
A warm windy is blowing
A warm windy is blowing
A warm windy is blowing
A warm windy is blowing
When you fell of helplessness
When you fell of helplessness
When you fell of helplessness
When you fell of helplessness
When you stop feeling alone
When you stop feeling alone
When you stop feeling alone
When you stop feeling alone
The summer without wind
The summer without wind
The summer without wind
The summer without wind
Nowhere
Nowhere
Nowhere
Nowhere
Losing the words
Losing the words
Losing the words
Losing the words
quando l'amore non rende liberi
quando l'amore non rende liberi
quando l'amore non rende liberi
quando l'amore non rende liberi
She is my mother. During my childhood, I saw her dry her hair under this strange noisy helmet and read as if nothing could disturb her. From her I learned to love books. I have never seen anyone read so much. She must have a world inside her, a world that I have only seen in passing.”
She is my mother. During my childhood, I saw her dry her hair under this strange noisy helmet and read as if nothing could disturb her. From her I learned to love books. I have never seen anyone read so much. She must have a world inside her, a world that I have only seen in passing.”
She is my mother. During my childhood, I saw her dry her hair under this strange noisy helmet and read as if nothing could disturb her. From her I learned to love books. I have never seen anyone read so much. She must have a world inside her, a world that I have only seen in passing.”
She is my mother. During my childhood, I saw her dry her hair under this strange noisy helmet and read as if nothing could disturb her. From her I learned to love books. I have never seen anyone read so much. She must have a world inside her, a world that I have only seen in passing.”
It is just a matter of perspective
It is just a matter of perspective
It is just a matter of perspective
It is just a matter of perspective
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