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Sunset / Tramonto

You slipped away before the light of dawn, and that evening, as we silently watched this flaming sunset in a faraway place, I couldn't stop thinking of you. I can't stop now either, but trust me, that evening the sun was setting down for you alone.

Te ne sei andato prima dell'alba, e quella sera, mentre guardavamo in silenzio questo tramonto di fuoco in un posto lontano, io non riuscivo a smettere di pensarti. Non ci riesco nemmeno ora, ma credimi, quella sera il sole stava tramontando solo per te.


Arrivederci, Daniele.

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  1. Beautiful sunset to help remember.

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  2. Beautiful !!!!!!
    Have a nice day !
    Anna

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  3. Beautiful words and imagery Valentina
    Thinking of you as you remember
    Ali x

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  4. Bellissima immagine per salutare un grande uomo!!! Un saluto

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  5. beautiful words and picture x

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  6. Beautiful photo today.
    Hugs,
    Meredith

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