[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
bellissime vedute marine.Sardegna?Un' altra isola?splendide le roccesalutimarco
Elba!
bellissime vedute marine.
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Un' altra isola?
splendide le rocce
saluti
marco
Elba!
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