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Vinicoltori De Conciliis
Cilento
this land
This land….
Surrounded by mountains and seas
Is at times startled by the light
At others submerged into the shadow

Winding through scrubland hillsides
And complicated patterns of undecipherable rocks
It suddenly opens up to the sea,
To its deep blue, against the one of the sky

The eyes of whoever reaches and leaves this land
Turn towards its wonders
As well as its deceptions
But are never filled with boredom
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