The Nativity

I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.

E’ vero, io sono una foresta e una notte di alberi scuri: ma chi non ha paura delle mie tenebre, troverà declivi di rose sotto i miei cipressi.

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