Francesco Sinibaldi Posted October 23, 2016 Share Posted October 23, 2016 Sweet and present delight, when the sound of a blackbird spreads in the air with a delicate chirping I see your profile proceeding alone while the candour returns and the wind's intuition appears near a shade: the soft wind invites you to cry, a tender sensation remains in the dark to discover the sadness and the voice of your heart... Francesco Sinibaldi Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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