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Your dignity and integrity
none can ever ****** away:
it is your impregnable fortress
for now until your last day
When I was small
I wrote a song.
It was as wild
As it was long.

I did not know
How to write words
And so I sang
With the morning birds.

Now I am grown,
I am depressed.
I write long things
Just to impress.

I do not sing,
I only sigh.
When I was small
I was alive.
who you lookin at *** ?!
***** *** Karen !
I will cut you !
Test me ******. See what happens.
And used to be so nice.
Now I don't think twice.
So you belter keep that **** zipped up.
Quiet like little mice.

I aint playin Trump makes me cray !
Tariff this Tariff that  every other ****** day!
How'm I posed to feed my kids. Caint even close my eye lids.
No time for a nap. I fallasleep while we drivin.
I'm out here drivin uber and lyft 20 hors and barely survivin
Don't **** with my money you cheeoh  *** *******
you and that little **** ****** elon
drugging hoes and not even payin em
try yo get yall freak on/
****** matt gaetz creepy *** chile molestin  botox mother *******
Don't test test me  yall !
I caint take much more of this **** !
It's futile -wisdom
   without freedom
   begin with the latter
   it will create the former
Never going to get what I want,
Stay in line until the floor crumbles,
Nothing but sand beneath the linoleum,
All in the name of freedom for our corporate oligarchs.

Seems it’s all in our hands,
Build our own foundations,
Report on the eternal truth,
Even if faced with wretched lies.

I’m going to get what I want,
Fall into my own well-structured line,
Building the road of pure principles,
All in the name of freedom from our corporate oligarchs.

Seems it’s all in our hands,
Build our own foundations,
Report on the eternal truth,
Even if faced with wretched lies.
There is a brunette lady
dancing in a white camping tent

from the outside you would say
that it is not a suitable place for grace

but no one knows that is the palace
of love and fear
where you can feel the heart move
the heart balance

make love with fear
make love with life
And being the fear of making love

no one knows that is the place
where a green labyrinth grows
and a rootless plum tree stands on a checkered floor

wonders what matters
to look for a suitable place

if you drink water in the desert
if black and white chess makes you
a graceless body
In need of giving love
In need of being loved.

Roll and Watching the doves playing.

Roll.
And
Watching the Doves.

In the white camping tent.
© Chiara Santarelli

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