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Dormi e non pensare a me
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Ongoing, First published Oct 07, 2016
E cosa ne facciamo di tutte quelle paure che ci portiamo dentro la notte? Tutte quelle delusioni e quei sogni che ci tengono svegli. In quel momento, sotto le coperte,  ci sentiamo protetti da tutto, ma poi la mente porta a galla ogni nostro pensiero. Che sia brutto o bello, che ci faccia rattristare o che ci renda felici, che ci faccia commuovere o disperare, ci fa restare svegli. Tutte quelle delusioni, illusioni, i rimpianti, le frasi mai dette, i fatti mai conclusi, le promesse mai mantenute, i sorrisi dati alle persone sbagliate, le speranze, i sogni. Che poi forse Γ¨ vero che la notte sognamo, ma a occhi aperti.
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