An evening with my two brothers went to the concert of the legendary Giuliano Palma ... beautiful, sad occurrence, melancholy, vinous, funny .. piece by piece, word after word, memories, emotions, expressions, smiles ... sad but older people found a mix of everything ... .. crossroads of a summer really abnormal ... Goodnight world.
"I pride I will not save you and your
myths what you would do it.
Meanwhile, bears the marks of a love in me
who now lives
emptiness inside me.
My loneliness is you my only grip
still you.
Now do not ask me why
head down if I go away to pique
without you ...."
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