On this date began my adventure in life from outside. I was born I only know this: the date.
Several times I asked my mother to tell the story of my birth but, inexplicably, still gives me a different version from the previous ones.
I'm so tempted to think that overlaps with that of some of my brother or sister. After all, the memory of one in nine shares can escape ...
She and my father I owe the deepest thanks for the gift of life.
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