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“Il dolore è un mare fatto con le tue lacrime. Onde salate coprono gli abissi scuri dove devi nuotare al tuo ritmo. Ci vuole tanto tempo per aumentare la resistenza. Alcuni giorni le mie braccia fendevano l'acqua e io sentivo che le cose si sarebbero sistemate, che la riva non era troppo distante. Poi un ricordo, un momento mi facevano quasi annegare e ricominciavo da capo, lottando per restare a galla, esausta, annegando nel mio stesso dolore.”

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