the nightmare of the bread… / l’incubo del pane… / coşmarul pâinii…

remedy for soul

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A man pulled me by the sleeve, stopped me,

kissed me on both cheeks and said:

“Thank you … for that you exist,

you are the poet that I need imperiously,

without you I can not imagine my life, you hurt me, and then

so meticulously you know how lick me wounds! “– And was about to kiss me on the mouth …

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I woke up …

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I clothed overalls for work, …white as a headache,

and… I went to donate sweat and nerves … – So I then money

to go to a bakery to embrace liturgical

a bread

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Un uomo mi tirò per la manica, mi fermò,

mi baciò su entrambe le guance e mi disse:

“Grazie … per che tu esisti,

tu sei il poeta di cui ho imperiosamente bisogno,

senza di te non posso immaginare la mia vita, mi…

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About meon lic

You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt, Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving,,,,,,,thats all about my imaginations call me at Click to video call me  ooVoo Video Chat
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