Bravi, bravi, bravissimi...
of an angel...
appear...
I can sense him...
he's here...
he calls me softly...
somewhere inside...
hiding...
he's always with me...
genius...
been dreaming...
in riddles...
like you...
This...
angel...
even now...
Your hands are cold...
All around me...
it's white...
It frightens me...
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