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I felt my lungs inflate
with the onrush of scenery —
air, mountains, trees, people.
I thought, “this is what it is to be happy”.

(Sylvia Plath)




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Vorrei parlarti del freddo del cuore/ del mio cuore di radice ferita. - Alda Merini

Vorrei parlarti del freddo del cuore/ del mio cuore di radice ferita.

- Alda Merini


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