Sabbia e vento - Sand and wind
Black sands ...
He put his hand into the right pocket of his thoughts,
drew his hand full of black sand,
looked at her and after a long wait,
almost awaited answers,
with a sudden gesture of the arm,
tossed in the air those memories,
free to rejoin the whole.
At last he had nothing more,
to hold,
to be protected,
to remember.
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