Photographs of Thoughts

Take even the soul,
sconvolgila,
sorprendila,
transform it.
Let me still lose
breath,
the reason,
Take me to rediscover
forgotten places
and to know
others only dreamed of.
Stravolgimi,
every moment, every moment,
because 'until' avro 'breath,
I'll ask it to you '
of new.

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