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Apr 2016
I have many things to say
words to the wind
that no one
can hear
they’re only
sounds syllables letters
connected
without an order
confusion
madness
solitude
I’m an island
without landing
a boat without oars
...
I stare the horizon
and I wait
stefania rivoltini
Written by
stefania rivoltini  45/F/Cremona - Italy
(45/F/Cremona - Italy)   
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