Il Ritorno
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Huling na-publish Mon, Oct 31, 2016
E se tutto quello che conosciamo,tutto quello che ci é stato insegnato,ripartito,da generazione a generazione,fosse una falsa?? Tutta una copertura studiata da una mente superiore,che va oltre il surreale,oltre lo straordinario. Il nostro mondo,al principio,visto da una luce diversa,una luce che spaventava,che era presagio di sventura,una sventura che si è voluta evitare,che si è riuscita ad evitare grazie a chi ama il mondo,ama la sua storia,la sua nazione. Chi da tutto per proteggere un intero mondo,non curandosi di morire,lui ha deciso di morire.
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