It's since I'm a child who dreams of the Foresta Azzurra. You have dreamed it too. I've been looking for it for decades, crossing the real world and not real. The Foresta Azzurra is alive, mysterious, dreamlike, she moves, she laughs, she weeps. She ran away, flew away, hiding. I finally found it and now I know it. She's beautiful, infinite, moving.
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