The flower of anger // Il fiore della rabbia
I look at you at sunset: colors and salt enter my heart to fill the spaces of dreams and the wounds of my soul. The sea is a great pianist of slow songs: accompanied only by my silent thoughts, he brings to the Gods his music and the flower of my already mature anger of … Continue reading The flower of anger // Il fiore della rabbia
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