the night of intelligent thought
All day I spent in the silence that accompanies a note in music and combines with the other, while all around loud, sometimes even festive , was life.
And now the sun there is no more and it seems that it never was.
closed down the dance of lights and sounds in the dark, the room appears to me immobile.
Not to break the unchanged state to which he has surrendered all that is around me, I, I sit motionless, in silence.
My hand, that seems so pale in the dark, through the darkness to take with me in sending seek comfort in the dark night.
the laughter echoes in my tears of death, the desire to ambirla oscillates around me.
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