And what does it matter if it is twenty years old and in the creases of the hands ....
I just came back for a strange trip to Rome, where I found myself faced with a major change in the way I see others .... a change that has to do with the way I conceive my life today.
Today I could not return to Rome and pretend to be like them ...
I could not be myself.
... maybe you're feeling me
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