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LETTER TO MY MOM
Hy mom, say that I miss you has no sense anymore, for the fact of how i really Miss you.
You are, together with my loved Jane, the only beatiful thingthat comes to my mind in these never ending days.
I Miss your smile, the fact of having you at home without saying a world, and also your delicious lasagne. Are almost 4 or 5 days that I only take a piece of bread at midday and often my canteen is empty because the resources are starting to run out.
Since the day before I left, where i told you  that I donât know why i came here. Itâs a thing without sense, nobody really wants to stay here, nobody really knows the reasons why they are here, and i am also sure that, everybody, in this moment is writing letters to the loved ones. 
However itâs ok mom, and iâm fine, and iâm pretty sure that in a couple of weeks, here at km 131 of the sud-ovest trench the huns will surrender and iâll be back soon.
Love you mom
Lorenzo