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Sean OConnell Dec 2013
Spread your wings,
break free of
the tangled torment of doubt
that drags you down
and constricts your inventive
lifeblood

Leave this nest.
float away from
the mangled misery of indecision
that buries you
and crushes your fervent
outlook

Sing your song,
send it clear of
the grinding groan of despair
that drowns you out
and numbs your impassioned
spirit

Fly with me,
float on clouds of
the sublime sanctuary of understanding
that keeps you safe
and heals your disheartened
conscience

Be my sun,
gleam with streaks of
the blinding beauty of inspiration
that drives you on
and illuminates your grateful
passion

Soar up high,
I will not let you fall
Taciturna e immobile

Travestita di morte e calore
Proteggi la vita e l ardore
Dal forte e violento dolore

Mi nutri di ispirazione
Mi illudi di protezione
Da un giorno morto
Da un mondo contorto

La colomba pesca sul mare
E io mi dirigo a tornare
Una sera d'aprile,  umida e calda, prendo la bici, e nella libertà scrivo queste parole

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