Sara has been going to the city for six months?
early in the morning she takes the train
and between the books, the diary and the window
the strong morning sun rises.
And she worries people in the bars
while the sky? serene
Sara has the anger and age in her body?
to love Milan.
Sara is fifteen years old and behind her
an old black and white film runs
n? province n? suburbs
a whole world to throw away.
And isn't school worth more?
better to stay around
the station has its trains from the south
Sara? a ripe fruit.
Sara breathes
from the asphalt to the sky? spring
and no one leaves? noticed again
Sara in the sun
with a smile she warms the words
of a pale and kind boy.
The boy scratches the city?
from a free radio in the centre< br/>for its somewhat special language
already? they hurt him twice.
The station? the house of those who
have nothing to do
and a love begins like this?
not talking about love.
Sara breathes
from the courtyards to the roofs? spring
this meeting? a dream and an adventure.
Sara s'? lit
and a strange courage surprised her
her skin wants something

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