Monday, December 22, 2008

What Kinda Skates Does Ovechkin Wear

Auguri al Paese

I wonder if I'd been born elsewhere. I think not. I need these gardens of lemon trees and the sky. I also need to see from time to time the thin red tongues coming down from the mouths of our mountain. You are a presence impossible and push them off and I have a normal relationship as those seen in the show Americans love a mountain that spits fire, keep her picture on this kind of large table that is my land, does not make sense . So I know you're in another and the fact that remind me every morning is not good for me. Now I'm noticing me that I grew up among the unfinished. Maybe that's why I am accustomed to this mindset. I do not like it at all things complete. These structures remain cost much money, work and effort And I can not finish anything. Now I'm here in front of my computer and think of you, I think that your straight road called Corso Italy, I think of you as two crooked eyes, one larger and one cchiu nicareddu, near the sea. From a distance you can not see the dirt and the greyness of your streets of your population. But I am convinced that it would take removing paint the gray and black would come out and just off the colors, which are under now and everything seems brighter and cleaner.
you than another? You know that you are of another and that he is jealous. But they remain linked to trafficking of machines, this pasta in the middle of the country, the masses of the promenade of Ripon, the pinion and Cerza the landscape of my childhood. The vuoi capire o no che ti amo? Dovrei anche dirtelo? Si magari un giorno troverò il coraggio e te lo dirò. Intanto ti auguro buon Natale, Stratuni di petra nivura, a tia e a tutti i tuoi cari.
I.

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