"We all have a violin in our chest and we have lost the bow to play it. Some find it in books, others in the fire of a sunset, others in a person's eyes, but each time the bow falls from the hands and is lost like a blade of grass or a dream. Life is the infinite search for this bow so as not to feel the silence that surrounds us” Fabrizio Caramagna
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