the peaks of loneliness
sheer cliffs, vast horizons
defined yet. ...
Beyond the Infinite
mine, yours, ours, the
defined.
You do not see,
is written in the last
sunbeam,
bouncing
on the frames of clouds.
's sad to have
"The World"
and not feel the life around you ....
The wind bends
The petals of your flowers donated
They were beautiful ....
. ... Do not forget me ....
Giorgio Milanese
defined yet. ...
Beyond the Infinite
mine, yours, ours, the
defined.
You do not see,
is written in the last
sunbeam,
bouncing
on the frames of clouds.
's sad to have
"The World"
and not feel the life around you ....
The wind bends
The petals of your flowers donated
They were beautiful ....
. ... Do not forget me ....
Giorgio Milanese
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