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Raffaello Ferone


I wake up. It is dark everywhere around me. I feel the ground. I look for an exit; I try to get out. Two eyes are staring at me, they are following me. They do not give up. I am scared. I am cold. Why am I so cold? Why am I naked? Where are my clothes? Whose eyes are these? It looks just a mirror.

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