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The Moon and the Mountain “Look at me,” he whispered. The last thing he remembered was the twilight crescent moon anchored against the lavender sky, the same moon that had followed him for twenty years in his dreams. After that, there were only brief, painful flashes: of stairs overgrown with ivy, of panic, terror, and hurt, and of thin, bright green lights – the last and most beautiful sight of his life. And then . . . soft, green fields. He remembered this patch of earth, where they had played and talked every day and night one summer, long ago, the mThe Moon and the Mountain
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Matt. 15:18-19
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In the beginning there was a hum from a poet whose pulse fell drum-drum-drum...
I loved reading it. :>
I love your style altogether.
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Al tempio, incisa nella pietra, c'è una poesia intitolata "la mancanza"
Ci sono 3 parole, ma il poeta le ha cancellate.
Non si può leggere la mancanza, solo avvertirla.
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