It looks like a blossomed flower, your smile, to perfume gay gray world. Among green trees is a jewel on the face, nice to squint a candid frieze. fantastic trips and nights have imbued you trusted me and the loyal pensar. Perhaps breath a little 'paradise or is it just an elegant drape Royal? Thus avoiding that it can vanish I hold in my chest with my hearing. Umberto F. M. Cefalà - dedicata a Irene -
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