2nd July 2015

I tone down that severe environment,
it is full of unresolved and tasty quiet.
I taste the drip corners and I shine into an hot limbo of faraway and tribal music.

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18th August 2014

And I become alone
cheerful to look what strikes me,
long a street that gazes me mine.

150 COMMENTS
11th March 2014

Something is happened, something always happens. A smile, a word, something in the air.

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