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I (never) explain #163 — Gabriele Massaro

CANZONE PER SORDI — Full fathom five thy father lies;Of his bones are coral made;Those are pearls that were his eyes:Nothing of him that doth fade,But doth suffer a sea-changeInto something rich and strange.” The TempestWilliam Shakespeare A Roberta Nella mia stanza osservo il buioSono miopeTutto diventa pulviscolo vibranteVedo solo alcune parti degli oggetti intorno […]