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on my side
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blog: gabbagabbahei.wordpress.com ( italian language )
ebook : www.ultimabooks.it/idol2/resul… ( italian language )
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Ragnatela Thuliana
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New book... new life
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is so long that I do not write here ... I'm sure things happened and many others will be soon. One of these good things is that my new book came out, or if you want to find it on Amazon www.amazon.com/dp/B004RZIC7M what's it about? poem ... course. Its title is Amore in confezione di Carta
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Memoria
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Sono riuscito solo a star lontano da certe umane miserie: dalle invidie e dai complessi d'inferiorità. Per il resto sono e rimango un teatrante.
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conquered but not defeated
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really a bad time for me.
The great difficulty of finding a job, at my age, is what is destroying all that far or constructed.
The only form of relaxation that I have is my son, who is only 19 months. He is growing well and smiling every time I see him play I think that in a few days will no longer have a home.
My only little work, write for a newspaper does not help to resolve the situation and as if all this were not enough even my birth family I closed the door because they are ashamed to come ... do not live.
I write all this not to vent but to have a memory a day all the evil that now I, my wife and my son suffer every day.
I know that things will change, I'm working so much happens. I just fear that it will be too late.
Switch to read periodicoitaliano.info what I write if you want, even if everything is written in my mother tongue: Italian. I will be happy to know that at least someone still appreciates the little things I do.
The great difficulty of finding a job, at my age, is what is destroying all that far or constructed.
The only form of relaxation that I have is my son, who is only 19 months. He is growing well and smiling every time I see him play I think that in a few days will no longer have a home.
My only little work, write for a newspaper does not help to resolve the situation and as if all this were not enough even my birth family I closed the door because they are ashamed to come ... do not live.
I write all this not to vent but to have a memory a day all the evil that now I, my wife and my son suffer every day.
I know that things will change, I'm working so much happens. I just fear that it will be too late.
Switch to read periodicoitaliano.info what I write if you want, even if everything is written in my mother tongue: Italian. I will be happy to know that at least someone still appreciates the little things I do.
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