Don’t forget her

Today, in one of those conversations that sometimes arise, without knowing how, you asked me if I had already forgotten it…. And no, in spite of all the advice, in spite of all the experiences you have told me, your own and others, of the ease of erasing the digital trace in which we are …

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Back to feeling

Back to feeling How did this start? because the truth is that I'm listening to the morning report, before starting my shift and here I am waiting to see if you arrive and give me that hug that you promised me yesterday, you, the person who, by far, is stirring my soul, my pulse, my …

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A platonic love.

Love according to Platon… For him, love was something essentially pure and devoid of passions, because these are essentially blind, material, ephemeral, false… and that he has not known this age of ours, in which we try so hard to pretend to be happy to those who do not give a damn about us! On …

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Who are you?

Today I have been walking, let's say it was already dark, those moments in which, in the streets you can only hear, in the distance, the cars circulating, some perhaps in a hurry, inside them men and women anxious for the night to begin, for relationships to begin or end that would have arisen from …

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Chronicles of a man who fell in love even with a smile. II

There is one thing that was a little bit like that, and it was the fact that you supposed that I am something like a little weird, you see, it is not only a smile, it is also the close vision of a beautiful breast, the slow walk that some know how to do to …

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Chronicles of a man who fell in love even with a smile. I

Once upon a time there was a man who knew… what the hell, it's me, this one who writes as a therapy, as a kind of particular relief, as a way to escape from many, but many gray days, some bland, in which I could only count the hours to finish work and then count …

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Sao Tome III

How is it done? How does one return to a certain monotony after having lived something like this?I don't know, I don't know if I am more or less overwhelmed as the first day, but for other reasons, that's for sure, because I don't know how to leave this island, the truth. I have been …

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I wish you

I know that the title gives rise, perhaps with a broader mind, not to say hotter, that this post refers to a whole series of dreams and others, but it will be that no, because it is the accumulation of anxieties and desires, of promises that I make myself so that she, someone more than …

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Him and her

Just like that, when you meet them both, you are assaulted by doubts, doubts born from a thousand stories you have read, some you have heard in movies, but here, in front of you, it is happening in person.Live and direct.They are, and so they define themselves, like a sunset and a sunrise, like the …

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Say it

One of the main reasons, for those of us who need to write on blank pages, a thousand and one thoughts, dreams that we believe impossible at times, experiences that are born of the most intense pain possible, of the most pious lie, of the cruelest truth, and I could even add more, we need …

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