THE END

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    THE END

    The music stops.
    Silence, suddenly,
    Pierces my soul...

    It has been;
    It shall never be!



    S. Passione 11/3/09

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Sonetto’s Poems (14)

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