Paroles de Agostino

she walks with shuffling steps alone, although surrounded for the first time in weeks she can see beyond herself the blue in the water is not after all the same as the blue in the sky and the sound of repute(?) is frivilous things seem behind her finally things she was told were foolish they're not foolish at all she can laugh at herself and she does the wind pushes her clothes against her skin and she feels fine enjoying the of the air this canal is no special canal and these ducks are no special ducks but today with them is special i'm genuinely happy