You climb into useless vanity, you withdraw from my love, from the love that you possess and don't give.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.
Relative arguments