Cosa significa far a meno di te?
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Arriva un momento, uno bruttissimo, in cui perdiamo da un giorno all'altro qualcuno che abbiamo tanto amato. Qualcuno che ci ha cresciuto, stampato un bacio umidiccio prima di entrare a scuola, augurato buona giornata per vent'anni. E davanti ad una tazza di tè, nostro storico rituale pomeridiano, mi ritrovo a riflettere su cosa voglia dire, da ora in poi, far a meno di te.
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