September is always a rude awakening for me.
I do not particularly like, although that still gives the wonderful days in Rome. Perhaps it is the knowledge of knowing how to "last" that makes me appreciate how really deserve.
That hasty lover and liar who is the sun! I promise to everything just before the start of the summer and I there to bite, to believe that anything can happen.
But no! Driiiiiiiinnnnnnn ... .... Will the alarm sound or the damn school bell that, despite all my efforts, I just cannot leave me?! Whatever it takes me back to reality suddenly, and it is on days like this that are crying back to the sea, maybe just do a walk, perhaps to the sunset and maybe, if possible, see for the last time the fish with torches ! 
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