Among the leaves of strawberries I picked up a belt, worn, the buckle slightly tilted inward, the scent of sweat mixed with verdigris, and a hat with a tear on the left side, mimetic, faded on the stone bench I found cigarettes and a lighter blue stained the ground. A tiger, a crucifix and a red horn in his car, I got everything: a wire and a plastic, socks of different colors, a brush and a piece of mirror, a blue and white checked shirt, the shoe polish and energy bills, paid and tied with a little sea, a portfolios with 20 € and three coins, a pencil and house keys.
Everything was placed carefully on the shelf in the garage, someone has placed a grudge against the whole of his life, with almost religious care respectfully silent. I put everything in a box, with large sunflowers, the colors of the sun, you loved summer, I have not reopened, is here on my chest casa.Quando we pass by the hill by hand, with fingers on beat it and I see the light through ..... 25/12/2009
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