notturno
Just for few hours You enter another world,your world, everywhere,far away,intimate or superficial,it depends on you,on the moment;you choose it.The silent of the night,the sleep of those who live with you let you free to meet again yourself by an artificial blu light that cages yourself in a web,but only when and if you want it.
The story has been read,the baby's bottle has been drunk,now I come back to myself.
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