Remember in a delicate, sweet way that the father is love, he always moves in love for you, that you are always, forever, children, love and loved ones.

Remember in a delicate, sweet way that the father is love, he always moves in love for you, that you are always, forever, children, love and loved ones.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ If my children think to me even for a moment, they will find me.

→ You are my child.

→ I hold my children by hand, I am always with them.

→ My children are mine.

→ I love you.

→ I am love.

→ You are love.

→ I always bless my children as my children, descendants, created for love, in love, never abandoned, never deprived of love, who live every moment for my love.

→ Remember in a delicate, sweet way that the father is love, he always moves in love for you, that you are always, forever, children, love and loved ones.

→ My sons are not created for misery or limited in love, they are loved, desired, desired by true love, created for wealth, greatness, special encounter with me as father, creatures, sons of light and not of darkness, of love and not of anger, of peace and not of rancour, of harmony and not of confusion.

→ I do not delude any of my sons.

→ The love lived for me is indispensable for my children.
→ My children have been build in love and have love as foundation.
→ I do not hide my face from my sons.
→ This is the love message I send to my sons.
→ I invite my children and screaming I suggest to my children with sweet love to love only me.
→ Everything will be given to my sons at the time.
→ I do not delude any of my sons.

→ I walk with my sons with love.

→ I am sure my sons will find me, they will be happy in this new beginning, in this new condition, finally discovered only by them.

Recurrences in the text

→ If my children think to me even for a moment, they will find me.
→ You are my child.
→ I hold my children by hand, I am always with them.
→ My children are mine.
→ I love you.
→ I am love.
→ You are love.
→ I always bless my children as my children, descendants, created for love, in love, never abandoned, never deprived of love, who live every moment for my love.
→ Remember in a delicate, sweet way that the father is love, he always moves in love for you, that you are always, forever, children, love and loved ones.
→ My sons are not created for misery or limited in love, they are loved, desired, desired by true love, created for wealth, greatness, special encounter with me as father, creatures, sons of light and not of darkness, of love and not of anger, of peace and not of rancour, of harmony and not of confusion.
→ I am always here, with you, I never abandon you, because you are my sons and I am your father.
→ I do not delude any of my sons.
→ I drive and follow my sons with love.
→ I walk with my sons with love.
→ I am sure my sons will find me, they will be happy in this new beginning, in this new condition, finally discovered only by them.

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