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Jun 2020
On a fateful rush hour day, I laid eyes on you
Sitting across the cart, looking at your phone
As my gaze wondered through your statuesque shape
As I lost my sense of self, and I traveled in time
I am twenty years old, and I told you farewell
Unreciprocated love, I won’t see you again
I am sixteen and I am scared but gather strength
And with an unbroken broken tone say, I love you
I am nine years old, between promises to meet again
Like lightning ray, I don’t see, you took my first kiss
I am five years old, and thousands of miles away
Walking through the sandy shores of Piriapolis is you
And just like when David faced Goliath
Terrified but determined I approach you
I am enchanted by your eyes and legs
As I reach you, with a flower as my sword, whisper
I like you
You gaze at me and smile
The subway doors open, it’s your stop, you walk away
I am nine years old again,
I and sixteen years old
I am twenty
I’m here and now,
How wished I had a flower to give you
Written by
Claudio Mazzoni
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