PORTAL OF DREAMS

Welcome to my world: of mirrors, poems, magic and dreams. ( Benvenuti nel mio mondo: di specchi, poesie, sogni e magia.)

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“...Dream me a dream (soft as a pillow) Dream me a dream (dream me a dream) Dream me a dream (deep in the night 'til the morning will follow) Dream me a dream (dream me a dream)

Sea of trees, calling humans To hang like leaves from the willowI would like to fall, silence every call (Will you level me with a dream?) If I could fall (fall), fall (fall)I would like to fall (fall asleep), silence every call (Will you level me with a dream?)

If I could fall (fall), I would like to fall (fall)Take my word for it, for it In the dark, in the dark In the dark words can follow.”

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But don’t forget who you really are. And I’m not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else, even the one your parents gave you. You know who you really are. When you’re alone at night, looking up at the stars, or maybe lying in your bed in total darkness, you know that nameless person inside you.

Louis Sachar (via qvotable)

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Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate

Dante Alighieri