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Weaves
Rose blooms were fading like flames;
in my serene garden, and your advent
quiet downpouring was, flow in veins.
Unspoken wraith I was on distant sky;
(quiet downpouring - rain flow godsent) ,
nicely on fields the pure drops fell spry;
Your raindrops I transformed to song,
sweet melodic play, while the leaves,
accepted this entreaty I strung along,
in my blooming solitude's fate weaves.
poem
by
Giorgio Veneto
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