and delivers one from its sufferances.
Like branches stretching out to the sky,
and its leaves falling gently on soft musical notes.
Bouncing, bouncing and landing on a vibrant and electrifying hilltop,
full of meaning and wonder.
Raffaela Buonocore
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| Sharp strings pluck out the goodness from one's soul, and delivers one from its sufferances. Like branches stretching out to the sky, and its leaves falling gently on soft musical notes. Bouncing, bouncing and landing on a vibrant and electrifying hilltop, full of meaning and wonder. Raffaela Buonocore |
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