Non riusciva a cancellare la rabbia che le era germogliata nel cuore come una rosa a maggio, rossa e greve, carnosa e sfacciata, solitaria e violenta.La rabbia.Una furia cieca e vendicatrice, gonfia di sangue e di passione, ma anche fredda e aguzza al pari di una lama ben affilata.La rabbia.

-Maurizio de Giovanni

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