Tag: gray
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Inverni senza sorprese, soli di fronte ad un cartello innevato
There’s nothing more to see: Snow in the nandin’s leaves And, under it, the red-eyed Rabbit lies frozen. I’ll place everything on Your eyeballs, the universe. There’s nothing more to see: Nandin berries are red, snow white. The rabbit hopped twice in the cool Breeze and everyone disappeared, Leaving the barest scent. The horizon…