My New Year's were always pleasant, but this year and negotiations
or of an "extension". A coexistence of love, friendship, human, animal and plant 
. The light of a breakfast together, mutual help and the eyes that respond to 
devano unspoken questions. Being together, intensely, with simplicity, for days, hours. Listen to breathe, to worship their own and others' embrace, as he recovered a speech interrupted who knows when. In the town deserted and cold, yet paid for cataracts of the sun, in the Veneto epicenters, rose, pale and motionless, in sanctuaries such as creamy white, in heats of caresses, powder of afternoons, in the certainty of our youth now reddish sunsets, ma eterna nel cuore. 
A lato: il santuario Maria Salus Infirmorum a Scaldaferro (VI) e, sotto, il San Gerolamo nel presepe artistico di Betlemme realizzato nei locali adiacenti all'edificio da don Giulio Dall'Olmo. 
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