Among so many roads
it is difficult to find the start
the we need.
Each side has its own
peculiar or repetitive,
but the will is hard to penetrate,
with virgin and monotonous grottoes,
always a surprise.
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When I close my door
PoetryI dedicate this work to all the friends who are left in the heart. To all those who love me. In When I close my door, a social interest and a renunciation for the sake of communication is explicit, the subject destroys his exterior, recomposes himse...
