Sometimes the confidence in ourself reduces to the size of a riduce alle dimensioni di un grain of sand.
A strange anxiety take us and the world seems a waste desert of disappointments.
We would like to be elsewhere, but we don't know where,
We would liek to be somebody else, but we don't know certainly who.
It's the fleeting moment of the loneliness that feel us lost.
* Romano Battaglia *
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