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Posted on March 28 at 1:45 p.m.
Sending the memory.
That candle,when the greatestlevel tries toforget a lovingintention, appearsin my mind like a distantidea, and alsothis care inventsan emotion.
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Posted on March 14 at 1:29 p.m.
Like an oak in a fantasy.
The yellowsand appears in my mindwith a rumblingand delicatelook; you callme near asylvan hedge,and everythingshines like ataciturn wind.
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Posted on February 28 at 12:38 p.m.
Feeling the cold.
Today, inmy heart, there'sa delicate sorrow; outside a melancholy triesto forget thesound of amanner thatnow disappears,while a young bird escapes.....
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Posted on February 14 at 12:32 p.m.
A vocal path.
You livenear a vocalpath, and alwaysa young birdreturns in yourhead like abeautiful songin the lightof a white dream...
Posted on January 31 at 12:19 p.m.
Something new in my heart.
I'm going tobelieve thateverything shinesin the lightof a footprint,with a lovingdesire, in thesound of thedarkness.....
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Posted on January 17 at 12:09 p.m.
With a little help for my friend.
The fear ofthe darknessagain disappearswhen my memory lives, saving the pleasure of a natural life;and a thanksovercomes, likea delicate birdnear a shiningfountain.
Posted on January 3 at 12:01 p.m.
An intense light.
With finemanners the mask of a childinvites me tocry, when themoonlight appears; I heara blackbirdnear the soundof a small lamp,and everythingshines likea terse sensibility. Francesco Sinibaldi
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Posted on December 20 at 12:03 p.m.
Little child in London.
There's thelight of a delicate childin the country,near a grandpiano; I wait forthe side ofa weeping, andI love you,my care, whilethe plain disappears...
On To Vend or Not to Vend
Posted on December 6 at 11:45 a.m.
Season of love.
Over a dreamlandthere's the soundof a delicatesadness, and overthe way there'sa light that invites you todiscover the sun.
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Posted on November 30 at 2:44 p.m.
Every week of my life.
The strangerarrives with apresent agility,and so mydesire appearsnear a delicateborder, the sideof my life thatdiscovers a dream.
Francesco Sinibaldi to friends of Santa Barbara.
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