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postcard from august
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selvatici tentennanti
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talented
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Sometimes the genie of the lamp is the lamp — the genie realized.
Assoluto di Melone
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Interno Luglio.
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distrazione profondità
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granita grat grat
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cose di cui non ho una foto
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storia di un bagnetto
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biglietti d'auguri quasi consegnati
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Ovetti
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vale per tutto, disse il fratino.
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Dubbi, polpe e nascondimenti.
[Frutta, Verdura e Virtude di stagione / Giugno]
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dossi e paradossi
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Sometimes I find myself so immersed in a strangeness that resembles me, that I feel as though I’m wrapped in a wadding of cotton then I walk into a room full of balloons and soft soap bubbles and I feel like a sharp beak that will never find a place to rest – but nobody asked you to feel at home everywhere.
gioco preferito
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The words you don’t say remain in circulation, on a merry-go-round whilst you don’t speak the words, they carry on playing in their playground waiting for the game of words to be free to be played the swing is always empty; it’s the only game they never play. words – spoken or unspoken – don’t like to come back, they say.
dedicato al mio amico istinto.
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The more you think about it, the more your gut feeling will believe that you don’t trust him — so don’t complain later if he wanders off into the countryside, to gaze at the windmills that tell him stories of Don Quixote.