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Easter 1916 Francesca D'Agostini
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Lines 17-20

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Lines 49-52

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Gabriele Pigliacelli - Bread

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And while I dream
At night
You come back to me
Your scent
Your taste
Your aroma
Your arms that surrounded me
And they hug me warmly
And they pamper me
And they make me sweetly sleep.
Oh you taste of freshly baked bread
May you make my days delicious
Ode to you who comfort me
And even in the scorching rain
I
With you
See the sun.

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Poem about Bread

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Poem by Federica Pagliarosi

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Poem by Francesca D’Agostini

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Poem by Giorgia Angelisanti

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"A lullaby perfume" by Sara Cofani

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Poem by Alessia Kuqi

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Baking bread

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Poem by Fiorini Alessandra

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Poem by Arianna

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Poem by Aurora Magnante

A sweet, light, inviting smell
Invaded the whole room,
A woman, with her hair tied
And her hands dirty with flour,
Gently placed the loaves in the basket,
Wrapping them with a cloth.
Engaging the scent filled and surrounded.
And I enjoed enjoing it.