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before Valentine's Day February 14, 2011 San Remo Festival Ariston

here in a setting context Festival
February 14, 2011 Valentine front Ariston Festival San Remo

start with Gianni Morandi disk chocolate 45s that sounds really

and the streets around rich chocolate stands as an ode to Valentine's Day Festival

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drafts /b OLOGRAMMI

by Clodewriter

tratto dal book

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Book OLOGRAMMI del 15 febbraio delle


sensazioni mai vissute (quelli del giorno
dopo del 14 febbraio)

E' quasi giorno, e' il giorno dopo di S.
Valentino.
The horizon and 'a dark old rose, the sea
a veil between gray and a glossy blue
avion dark, the sky serene, empty, and' a
indefinite color ranging from dark to
clear.
Sara 'a new nice sunny day
warm winter.
on a bench in a secluded, the long
waterfront promenade, and 'shadow sitting
dark, indefinable, wrapped in a dark
wide, warm coat.
A virtual Him, an evanescent hologram.
Look at the sea.
Wait and sea, bait dall'orrizzonte
winter sun that round, orange,
defined by all round.
It 's the day after St. Valentine, after the 14
February;
He expects not only the sun. Dall'orrizzonte,
in dark pink, sleeping by the sea can be seen
some mountains, a short black stripe, a 'ile,
la Corse.
The sun, a round slice, started to rise
water, something approaching the
panchina, eccola e' Lei ; Lui la stava
aspettando.
E' un altro virtuale Ologramma del passato
non vissuto.
Senza nemmeno guardarsi, sanno che sono
li; come ad un appuntamento, le sensazioni
del giorno dopo, il dopo 14, il giorno delle
sensazioni mai vissute; senza voltarsi sanno
who are sitting next to it.
The sun comes out slow, round, orange, leaving the
sea, she leans her cheek to that of
him, facing the sea, far away. As a
clear halo of energy, emotion,
wraps.
The sun rises, half 'and' out of the sea, the
sky clears to blue, the sea becomes
more 'blue, a few blocks of seagulls flying
the heavenly soul.
Now their cheeks are more 'revolts against
each other, lips touching on the one hand,
almost like' beginning of a kiss.
The sun now and 'more' warmer, 'yellow, the sky
more' blue-light blue, animated by the fluttering
gulls on that bench the two
dark shadows of the past of those holograms
ever lived, are vanishing.
Now the sun and 'tall, yellow, everything is animated, the
promenade is revitalized with people in overalls
gym running jogging in the morning ;
Only the bench, where the first solo
two dark shadows next sessions looked
the rise of the sun, now it 's empty, only a subtle halo of light energy still lingers.
It was the day after the holograms on 14 February, the feelings of virtual sensations ever experienced.
them, those of the past and the next day.


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