An evocative poem of hope by Francesco – exclusively for Different Truths.
Continue the story in the folds of time in the days in the rain even in storms incessantly goes on nothing stops it imposing creates emptiness. The voice without his words it is never tied to the roots neither is the mouth when he sings the songs with his cries human life in truth. Even more difficult learn to love wounds when the world is bad and feelings and violence they are companions and they live hand in hand engaged in wars.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
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