Cesare Pavese
Santo Stefano Belbo
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On the asphalt of the avenue the moon makes
a quiet lake and my friend remembers other times.
A spontaneous encounter used to be enough for him
and he was no longer alone. Looking at the moon,
he breathed in the night. But the freshest scent
was of a woman encountered, the brief adventure
on unsure steps. The quiet room
and a fleeting desire to live there forever
filled his heart. Then, under the moon,
he returned with long strides, dazed and satisfied.
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Ashley 06 April 2019
YoU are talking about yourself, are you not?
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Ashley 06 April 2019
U r talking about yourself, are you not?
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