I always quiver for the fear to touch your hand, and I don't know how, always happens that I touch it. As soon as it lies on mine I take a jump; the game rather gives me fever or better a delirium: I don't see, I don't feel nothing anymore; and, in this moment of alienation, what can I say, what can I do?
Where con I hide, how do I answer to myself?
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