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"No one knew the slow pallor of denial" (Carlo Emilio Gadda - La cognizione del dolore) I built my landscape I chose in the flow of my thoughts In my inner noise Among the emerging memories And only among the images caught on the sides of my gaze In building it I carefully removed everything that could give upset: I discarded the wars The destroyed cities Schools and hospitals gutted The terror of injured and starving children I avoided the broken hopes The choked gurgle of those who can't float Arms torn from silent ghosts The faces of those on the run The cry of those who temporarily survived And I left out The deserts that swallow up poor lives Silence of death As I could, I also hid the arrogant laughter of the bullies After all this there anyway remained the sadness shrill sounds echoes like laments And the time passing slowly like clouds on the horizon leaves room for interferences of reality that tear the conscience Ho costruito il mio paesaggio Ho scelto nel flusso dei