Daffodil Lament The return of an old friend
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Ho più pena di coloro che sognano il probabile, il legittimo e la cosa vicina di quanta non ne abbia di quelli che vaneggiano sul distante e sulle cose estranee. Quelli che sognano in grande, o sono pazzi e credono in quello che sognano e sono felici, o sono semplici vaneggiatori, per i quali il vaneggiamento è una musica dell'anima che li culla senza dir loro niente. Sunday, January 2, 2011
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Ma per colui che sogna il possibile esiste la possibilità Real 
F. Pessoa
A stupid sun lights up these days. While snowing elsewhere, here is sealed in a climate of perpetual summer end. I want the cold, the true, and to raise the wind waves. I can not stand the disagreement between the climate around and in my climate
. can not synchronize with, to belong to my " here and now." mood changes from morning to evening. fills up my days, I see people, talk to them, sometimes accept their proposals and also I try to smile. But really, I'm not here
. I stayed in my dreams, in my Fable . I do not give in to reality, because for me it is not real. You may never have more skin, perfume, and certain looks certain silences?
call me crazy. But I was there, I have lived. I remember the colors and crisp air. The stones, the roads, the yellow leaves of Autumn. . can not synchronize with, to belong to my " here and now." mood changes from morning to evening. fills up my days, I see people, talk to them, sometimes accept their proposals and also I try to smile. But really, I'm not here
. I stayed in my dreams, in my Fable . I do not give in to reality, because for me it is not real. You may never have more skin, perfume, and certain looks certain silences?
Maybe it was a dream. 
impossible. points of view.
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