In The Aura Of Our Laughter

When people ask me about my feelings, I struggle to contain the silent, powerful, and burning secret that has inhabited me for so many years... Inside me, the light accumulates and painfully pushes against every square inch of my skin, yearning to find its way out. As for you, finally free from the prison of lies that you and yours had built, you repair yourself and prepare... Soon, on the summer swing, in the aura of our laughter, I will push you towards the sun to feel in your shouts all the magic of a child with lungs swollen with joy and freedom...