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In the land of Prosecco...
It seems like time has stopped
in this little piece of heaven.
I hear, among the vines, the singing of hearth
that has given birth to its fruit.
I savor the perfume of just picked grapes
surrounded by the reflections of the day flood with light.
And when the sunset takes away the warm
and the beauty of the day,
the essence of wine gets dispersed into myself
between enchantment and poetry.