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Quella stanza con la carta da parati
Quella stanza con la carta da parati verde, con fiori di tutti i colori sbiaditi, e mobili marrone chiaro ed un baule sotto la finestra, un poco più scuro mai aperto, perché contiene segreti vietato, perché appartiene al passato io con le sue bambole non ho mai giocato io non sono ammessa nel mondo dei…… Continue reading Quella stanza con la carta da parati
That room with the green wallpaper
That room with the green wallpaper with printed flowers now a little faded and a light brown wardrobe on the left side and a darker trunk lying just behind never opened, because it holds secrets forbidden, because it belongs to the past I never played with the dolls it contains I am not admitted to…… Continue reading That room with the green wallpaper
No apologies this time.
“I’m messed up” I feel and say but truth is I simply met careless wounders along my way. Oh, I wish I could forget the scars, the pain, the past, the truth but my mind will never let me come out of this drowning blue.
Alice in the Anthropocene 