no longer pass by my blog for a very long time.
There was no desire to write, because there was more the inspiration of Bello, Musa freethinkers.
The world is madness continues, a tin can that took over and rolls down lower and lower.
No, not the world of beauty inspired me more. Our pathetic lives seem to me always more pathetic when I open a newspaper, when I hear the comments of the people, when I see the usual misbehavior justified as habits.
... It will also be the time ... It rains so much that maybe now it's raining down, too.
But I saw a ray of sun a few days ago 'that has become my little muse for a little story. A tale from nothing to a girl who wants to be a princess.
And I started to write.
shortly publish this blog in a story for children but for children too-large, I am writing to Alice (puzzolona hello!).
Yes, ladies and gentlemen. I'm back.
the blog Memories of Red Fish 
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