To my mother: light
To the father who raised me: light
To my biological father: light
To R, my brother, to Eli my sister
To the little ones A & N: a smile and a burst of laughter
To the soul of the poor ones, and to the rejected ones.
To Elvira: light, to H: light.
To D: light and love.
To A, to R
To the ones who died right after birth, to the ones who never could exist.
To the lonely ones.
To R.
To the saint people, to our moments of anguish and pain
To the victims of injustice, to the lovely artists.
To the hope, sweet honey from the sky, to those teenagers once we were.
To the ones who fight with a broken heart, yet.
To the hopeless condemned ones, to the demented ones, to the convicted ones, to the lost ones.
To the prostitutes, to the travesties, to the addicted ones, to the beggars, to the innocent victims, to the fool ones.
To the suicidal ones.
To the marginated ones, to every angel of light, born defective or retarded: to their darkest night's scream.
To Val :*
And to every moment and place, according to the necessity of the circumstances, and any further derivation of it.
And to that God, the love, motor of the universe.
