The melancholy of an old alliance between man and nature, dominates me, growing up. The noose tightens and in a moment of solitude she's the only one to keep me company, languishing down, between my eyes and the infinite.
Marco Stagnozzi
The melancholy of an old alliance between man and nature, dominates me, growing up. The noose tightens and in a moment of solitude she's the only one to keep me company, languishing down, between my eyes and the infinite.
Marco Stagnozzi
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