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Gli inizi di ogni cosa, di un’avventura, sono invisibili. Dentro un inizio ci cadi dentro come in una buca: se l’avessi vista per tempo l’avresti evitata per il solo fatto che si trattava di una buca. Profondità incerta, destinazione sconosciuta, effetti collaterali imponderabili.
Fortunatamente gli inizi sono invisibili.
Come l’Amore: invisibile.
L’aria è satura, la musica esplode dai tombini, ti colpisce all’improvviso svoltando da un angolo.
I colori più belli sono tutti stesi sotto al sole ma lui, l’Amore, resta invisibile.
Non l’Amore da celebrare oggi, nel giorno di San Valentino, incastonato nel calendario mondano come una scheggia, subito prima di San Remo: tripudio di santi e chiacchiere and a large movement of money!
No, whereas ... ... ... ... .... that Love is priceless ... ... ... ....
you can not buy. You can not look stupid and is also waiting for him.
only spending makes sense.
clay shaped like a house of cards, or make bold, long pearl necklaces, sewn in silk dresses and sun, maybe.
spend and forget about it.
thrown away, throw it in a sling, like a magician to free the dove out of the cylinder. Please provide
without knowing what it holds and without wondering whether we should keep a cash register.
let it slip from his pockets, lose it through the streets with happy indifference.
Considering that Love has no price ... ... ... let it go without saying even knowing its value.
Watch it fly high like a balloon, looking at him with eyes of wonder, look at it without trying to understand.
They told me that Love is not a reliable map and is not a safe companion.
Better to buy something more concrete, I'm told. But
. ... Whereas ... ... ... ... Love is priceless ... .... I realized that was not true.
Love is a hole where it dropped to distraction.
Love is the beginning of everything and the real substance of what follows.
Love is invisible because they are too big for the eye of those who are not crazy.
Love is a flying carpet.
Long as I can hear you whisper your name anywhere near you.
long I'll put love in what I do I'll have a breath of spring in the days of any season.
And when your name resound like an echo or air blowing biting deaf suddenly a sad day, I will not forget that what is Love.
slowly stretch out the palm of your hand and I'll look through the dew of a caress.
And everything will be okay.
Considering that Love has no price I will pay ... .. with all the love, all the love I have.
And if now would be logical to close with a recipe for honey and molasses, but with a sudden blow to the kidneys and sudden change of tone, you disappoint.
I keep toying on the notes of the last piece of Jovanotti, someone like no other, but I envy the most beautiful song text of the century. And
toying review the latest things I've discovered recently:
• So do catering for a hundred people, I hope I do not happen ever again in life and that dream happen again and a thousand times! (Zero in line, I know).
Gli inizi di ogni cosa, di un’avventura, sono invisibili. Dentro un inizio ci cadi dentro come in una buca: se l’avessi vista per tempo l’avresti evitata per il solo fatto che si trattava di una buca. Profondità incerta, destinazione sconosciuta, effetti collaterali imponderabili.
Fortunatamente gli inizi sono invisibili.
Come l’Amore: invisibile.
L’aria è satura, la musica esplode dai tombini, ti colpisce all’improvviso svoltando da un angolo.
I colori più belli sono tutti stesi sotto al sole ma lui, l’Amore, resta invisibile.
Non l’Amore da celebrare oggi, nel giorno di San Valentino, incastonato nel calendario mondano come una scheggia, subito prima di San Remo: tripudio di santi e chiacchiere and a large movement of money!
No, whereas ... ... ... ... .... that Love is priceless ... ... ... ....
you can not buy. You can not look stupid and is also waiting for him.
only spending makes sense.
clay shaped like a house of cards, or make bold, long pearl necklaces, sewn in silk dresses and sun, maybe.
spend and forget about it.
thrown away, throw it in a sling, like a magician to free the dove out of the cylinder. Please provide
without knowing what it holds and without wondering whether we should keep a cash register.
let it slip from his pockets, lose it through the streets with happy indifference.
Considering that Love has no price ... ... ... let it go without saying even knowing its value.
Watch it fly high like a balloon, looking at him with eyes of wonder, look at it without trying to understand.
They told me that Love is not a reliable map and is not a safe companion.
Better to buy something more concrete, I'm told. But
. ... Whereas ... ... ... ... Love is priceless ... .... I realized that was not true.
Love is a hole where it dropped to distraction.
Love is the beginning of everything and the real substance of what follows.
Love is invisible because they are too big for the eye of those who are not crazy.
Love is a flying carpet.
Long as I can hear you whisper your name anywhere near you.
long I'll put love in what I do I'll have a breath of spring in the days of any season.
And when your name resound like an echo or air blowing biting deaf suddenly a sad day, I will not forget that what is Love.
slowly stretch out the palm of your hand and I'll look through the dew of a caress.
And everything will be okay.
Considering that Love has no price I will pay ... .. with all the love, all the love I have.
And if now would be logical to close with a recipe for honey and molasses, but with a sudden blow to the kidneys and sudden change of tone, you disappoint.
I keep toying on the notes of the last piece of Jovanotti, someone like no other, but I envy the most beautiful song text of the century. And
toying review the latest things I've discovered recently:
• So do catering for a hundred people, I hope I do not happen ever again in life and that dream happen again and a thousand times! (Zero in line, I know).
• Do not take the lead but a good shoulder and gives an incredible deep satisfaction: excluding vanity and its empty flattery here is the measurement and the true meaning of things, friendship and love. It's great even for someone like me, rather than the protagonist.
• My blog is very different from everyone else, mainly because of my congenital problems to be similar to others. As a result of my readers are what they are !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you strangle one by one if I could !!!!!!!!!
& # 160; Who is the winner ??????
Explain why all the other blog if there are contests and competitions we have neatly in a row, leave comments and links in the appropriate spazi e segnalate le opportune informazioni invece A ME:
mi avete spalmato commenti a destra e sinistra ndo’ capita, capita e persino avete preso il banner senza dirmi niente (!!!! Ma che vi fa schifo ricevere la scatoletta in palio?!?!??!).
Questo per dirvi che ho fatto una fatica boia per rintracciare tutti gli aventi diritto all’estrazione ed il tempo che ci ho messo non è stato comunque sufficiente a smettere di sentirmi infelice per tutti quelli che non avrei potuto dichiarare vincitori (si lo so….vincitori di poca cosa ma pur sempre…..)
Lasciatemelo dire: sono fiera, fiera di voi!!!!! Sono fiera di aver messo al mondo un blog atipico, anticonvenzionale ed anarchico che si merita i lettori che ha: presenze vere e sincere, niente ipocrisia e commenti gettati al vento per farsi vedere, persone vive e bellissime!!! Benché orribilmente anarchiche (ora voglio vedere se fate casino anche altrove!)
Bene…….con questo la faccio breve…..
La scatolina se l’è aggiudicata, previa imparziale (e faticosa) estrazione, Ely .
Urrà per Ely ,  sono lieta che un po’ di me ( e di Miranda) ti raggiunga lassù, tra i monti!
Della mia stima ed affetto già sai e a chi I say you do not yet know from looking up to you, will surely not be wasted time.
Get the details for shipping!
wonder if someday I'll ship myself up there even in the mountains to meet you in person, than I'd like!
A hug to all of you who have been next to me with messages, emails and phone calls.
Thanks to those who have come to keep me company and it was great to know or find.
Thanks also to those who, for mysterious reasons, they came and did not show up (my dazzled by the overwhelming beauty that left them speechless ??!!!). Thanks
Whereas ... ... ... ... ... ....
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