Adriano Celentano - Il Tempo Se Ne Va -

He recalled the morning he realized the transition was final. He had walked past her room and saw her staring into the vanity mirror, painting her lips a shade of red that looked far too "grown-up" for his liking. He had felt a sharp, sudden pang in his chest—the realization that his little girl was being replaced by a woman he didn't quite know yet.

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Marco closed his eyes. The melody wasn’t just music; it was a thief and a gift all at once. He recalled the morning he realized the transition was final