When I was a young man,
I had liberty but I did see it.
I had time but I did not know it.
And I had love, but I did not feel it.
Many decades would pass before I understood the meaning of all three and now, at the twilight of my life this understanding has passed into contentment.
Liberty.
Once so disposable, are the fuel that drive me forward.
And love was, especially, mio caro.
For you, my children, your brothers and sisters and for the vast and wonderful world that gave us life and keeps us guessing.
Endless afection dear sofia.
Forever yours.
Ezio auditore.

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