.. that just a breath of wind
holiday.
good things to everyone.
Lady Peace - sailors
we were sailing with the water in the throat and all this
bell'andare
what comforts us is that we were far too good and we were
and we were close and we were together.
we were two of us peasants
without knowing the ground troops and small
without loving the war,
sent us away without explaining
well and we were wrong,
but we are still together.
great runners that ran uphill
raised their heads from stem to see if it was over,
trained to run the race
trained and prepared to drop everything and learn
, lovers of night
love Connoisseurs of the night the moon
without being afraid,
lovers of that flower that never wants to say
here, it's over and you have to start
.
but now it's time to get to sleep
slide the book that helped us to understand that
just a breath of wind to come and drive
because we are sailing without navigating
ever.
ps. I skip that part between an hour for a month around Italy and I still look for the backpack. but I printed all the time and I made a serious list of things I forget (at the top is a toothbrush!) ..
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