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w/nw: Threats


andreatau

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sorry, I wanted to do it immediately, but I had to get out of home until now..

 

Merlin's Elisirs lie on the ground..crawling

Horses don't fly over the sky anymore, they yawn.

Bread eats fast the flights of our immagination: we have to eat.

The sleeping dies and the eyes are wide opened

Like with poles trapped between the eyes..

And you Can't dream Anymore...

 

Fake and languid border, dies where the eye falls.

 

 

 

 

 

Assuming the really hard-living area of Milano (Italy) where this appeared, it's a strong testimoniance.

 

I Apologize for leaving the quote halfway, now you know what it means..maybe is a little OT on the original post, buy you never know..

 

Ciao!

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