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Anche oggi sono andato a trovare la ragazza di cui sono innamorato.
è perfetta. E io me ne sono reso conto solo ora.
Ho l'immagine di lei ancora fissa in volto: occhi verdi e viso buio. Solo una volta sono riuscito a vederle tutta la faccia, quel pallore in viso, quelle labbra perfette. Me le ricordo ancora.
Ho paura non mi possa mai perdonare. E forse me lo merito, forse è per questo che la sua espressione non cambia.
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