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"So Eleanor put those boots back on. Put the boots back on and run towards the hidden sun!"
Wednesday, 11 August 2010
Coffee for Mister Klimt
Sunday, 1 August 2010
le albicocche sanno di infanzia
di Francia e menta,
di siepi verdi
profumate di antichi veli
fontane che cinguettano
gorgogliano
fuggono
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