"In the madhouse I met Pierre, was a good man, a sick dumb. He fell in love with me and I knew by her looks sweet, the daisies that gave me every day. One day I brought Romeo and Juliet, and pointed me Romeo with his finger pointing out the word. With Pierre was very affectionate, I knew all his problems and I took care of him. Pierre had painted well but not material and therefore spent many hours painting in the dust of the one table of the institute. E Then we looked into his eyes and no two human beings were as brothers, and took as good as Pierre and I "
Alda Merini
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
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