All keeps silent out,
the silence invades you.
Rests sat with a cigarette,
waiting who knows what.
All keeps silent out,
all keeps silent inside of you.
The silence winds you, it seems yourself to walk only,
with the snow that he softly caresses yourself.
martedì 20 gennaio 2009
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