danielagenovese
danielagenovese
Daniela Genovese
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Buenos Aires / Italia. The art of losing isn’t hard to master
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Inútil explicar mis silencios. En el fondo de mí hay siempre una espera primitiva de un cambio mágico. (Alejandra Pizarnik)
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Star connection
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Like the flowers that burst in silence
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Je ne veux que ton âme Divaguant sur ma peau ...
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« It’s calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.»
Fiona Apple
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Sun sets, I wanna hear your voice A love that nobody could destroy This always happens to me this way Recurring visions of such sweet days ...
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Georgina
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What do you want? Love asks for street, asks for wind, it doesn't know how to die in solitude. - Julio Cortázar -
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Bathroom with view.
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I held the better cards But every stroke of luck has got a bleed through You held the balance of the time That only blindly i could read you But I could read you Where are we? ...
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