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an eerie silencea single tear slid silently down her cheek as she sat in the back of the room watching the screen flicker.
the woman on the screen danced and laughed, and while there was no sound to acompany the illuminating film, the joy in this womans eyes shed music that could never be produced.
the girl sat with her heart warming more with each time this woman smiled, until it felt like her heart was on fire with delight, for seeing this woman seemed to complete her - seeing this screen flicker through light and dark with the terrible quality film seemed to start the healing of a hole she had in her heart.
while she never felt the touch of this woman, she felt a connection to her deeper than physical or mental.. an emotional tie between her own and thewomans souls.
as the girl sat in silence, wiping away silent tears with the temp ends of her sleeves, she began to point out physical features that she and the woman shared.. her unusual natural deep red lips obviously came from her, and the way her
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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