Riflessioni…

Un grande silenzio s’era fatto per la via. La dolcezza del tramonto penetrava l’anima. E la piccola rossa, socchiuse le labbra esangui, lo sguardo perduto, continuava a sognare, come una santarellina in un’aureola di pulviscolo d’oro

~Salvatore Di Giacomo

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