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Oct 2014
I hand over
in front of the sea
my eyes to the evening
and for me she lays them down
on the wake of moon
there
until the last glow
will have adorned the sky
with diamonds and rubies
emeralds and topazes
and in the morning
when the sun
lighting up
rises
I will succeed in closing them again
to dream of beauty.

15.7.'13
Gianfranco Aurilio
Written by
Gianfranco Aurilio  Italy
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