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Una riga,
dentro una volta c’eravamo noi.
Ceneri
negli angoli di una stanza buia.
La notte
attendo che mi si racconti l’amore.
Mar23
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annamosca 
the poem looks beautiful – Italian is pretty to read. and even though i don’t ‘understand’ it because i don’t speak Italian, i still enjoy the feelng and the photo especially. so your art is still touching me. 🙂
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Thank you Beth, so nice to read you are willing to go the extra mile!
Here is a quick translation, just for you 🙂
A line,
inside, once, it was the two of us.
Ashes
in the corners of a dark room.
At night
I wait for love to be told to me.
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