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“What do you do there, moon, in the sky? Tell me what you do, silent moon. When evening comes you rise and go contemplating wastelands; then you set.”

Quote by Giacomo Leopardi

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Giacomo Leopardi
Giacomo Leopardi

Giacomo Leopardi was an Italian poet and philosopher, recognized for his melancholic and existentialist works. Born on June 29, 1798, in Naples, Italy, Leopardi's life was characterized by illness and a profound sense of isolation. His poetry, marked by introspection and philosophical depth, has had a lasting impact on Italian literature. more

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