still a wound, a tragedy, yet deaths, suffering, hurt, fear.
Maybe you could avoid, maybe not, now does not change anything.
In drama, Viareggio , as in many other similar situations, in the middle of hell, there are heroes, angels to some, in those moments that made the difference and saved lives.
are ordinary people, do not fly do not have super powers, have courage, heart, a soul.
The first thought goes to that station master, perceiving that the tragedy in progress, his first thought was, to minutes to get straight to hell, a passenger train.
She did everything because that train was unaware, not reach the station, avoiding a disaster even greater than it was.
Then he did his best to divert other trains, and to help in rescue operations.
Then again they, the firemen, still in the front row against the enemy, this time huge, huge.
Hearts, hands and souls, to save other hearts, other hands, other souls.
'm not famous, never will be, the name of that station master, I've only seen in a newspaper.
On second thought, go to that dog, civil protection, I think, in front of a collapsed house, found a baby alive in what was left of his house, saving his life. Here are the new heroes
them, ordinary people, that the uniform is white, or red, with a helmet, a shield, ordinary people like us.
A thought for those who deal with the less fortunate, doctors, volunteers, anywhere, without fuss, give a smile where you suffer, hearts, eyes, anime, to two or four legs.
Persons, who never appear anonymous, but we know that, fortunately there are and there will be, I extend my personal thanks.
In a last farewell.
Flonder Hello, You made us company for many years, now maybe you can come back and play with your friend Lilly .
We'll miss you.
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