tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47875862037896450112024-02-06T17:52:23.373-08:00SantangilisiSant'Angilu รจ sempri Sant'AngiluPierfilippohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04053094066066251050noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4787586203789645011.post-46669007083243196482007-05-26T07:30:00.000-07:002007-05-26T07:55:10.227-07:00...vieni a vivere un racconto...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjltPWQ7thMHwrpfUOHirAn6P6X07c7MemtRVKIKSvsAh4wyNh__QmjRW8Wde-Wb4JSNCdKDvSCnMavv10tQtd2mait2Rokf88HYpVzHCEGWIplQbmNsWXevejWe9e9r1byGVBkUcLs6z/s1600-h/panoramica+colore.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068879048450249762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjltPWQ7thMHwrpfUOHirAn6P6X07c7MemtRVKIKSvsAh4wyNh__QmjRW8Wde-Wb4JSNCdKDvSCnMavv10tQtd2mait2Rokf88HYpVzHCEGWIplQbmNsWXevejWe9e9r1byGVBkUcLs6z/s400/panoramica+colore.jpg" border="0" /></a> qui tutto si muove lentamente:<br />l'acqua dei fiumi,<br /> l'aria che si respira,<br /> gli odori tra le stradine,<br /> le ore delle giornate,<br /> i gesti della gente<br /> tutto scorre piano per paura di allontanarsi troppo<br /> da un passato ancora troppo presente... J.W.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKqexdz42xqhR5tvbcGKlLSIf07XwTlamkfF8HUjBQNeOL2RX73y1pdStFNYo9ZJ6xlU_7-7SF9evXsOqbnIYfGl-cccua_mS4kqdocAkCSsAt5wJ4ux002IJj6RvcBHqeT7VXRxRK8XGk/s1600-h/panoramica+colore.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div>Pierfilippohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04053094066066251050noreply@blogger.com0