http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRK78BzDcfM
just you left,
a Sunday afternoon in an apocalyptic fall.
left the road strewn with lyrics that will bloom forever,
but alas! also, the old trickster,
shivering many blank pages.
who will now entertain the joy?
who will defend it so cold?
voids ahead without you, Mario.
knead for ever the dream of a hug.
today I believe that there is a heaven, and that it
, Light, you take his hand.
May 17, 2009.
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