It is a perfect winter evening: the comet passing over the Holy See, the wind in her ears.
And as she stares into the sky, remember, that she had once lived. ]
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It is a perfect winter evening: the comet passing over the Holy See, the wind in her ears.
And as she stares into the sky, remember, that she had once lived. ]
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