Di Antonio Schirone in Milan, Italy

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Silvia

my tiny cloud, made of sweet,
dancing around, dance with me.
we’ll laugh like clowns, or maybe we’ll cry,
and people we’ll look up, and smile, and smile.
it’s just rain, they’ll say, tomorrow will be
another day, better for you and me.

© Antonio Schirone

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