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  • Ho capito a cosa serva la polvere;
    ricoprendo le cose
    ci chiede di prendere un panno morbido e soffice,
    armarci di una quantità immensa di pazienza
    e con tanto amore e coraggio
    prendere fotografie che stanno
    in mille piccole cristalli di memoria
    e spolverandole ritornare indietro nel nostro tempo,
    ritrovare cari che non sono più con noi,
    grandi amori perduti,
    luoghi dei sogni vissuti un solo giorno
    ed in un attimo sublime di eternità

    I understood what dust needs;
    covering all the things
    it ask us to take a soft and smooth cloth,
    provide yourself for an immense quantity of patience
    and with so much love and courage
    take pictures standing in thousand small memory crystals
    and dusting them back in to our time,
    finding again your loved ones now no more longer with us,
    immense lost loves,
    dreamy places lived one only day
    and in one only instant of eternity
    to be moved.

    image by myself
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