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Amo la verita
Che mi rimargina
Che mi pulisce l’anima come la pioggia lava via- Verita
I love the truth
That heals me
That cleans my spirit as the rain washes away- Truth
Truth. It was truth that drove him every day. The search for the truth that would set some free and put some behind bars propelled him forward. It was the reason he did his job and the very core of his being.
The truth put lives back together and tore them apart; and its power for destruction and healing constantly amazed him. There was something about the truth that washed it all away. It was like standing in a storm, and it left you feeling cleansed and whole again.