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Doves

We externalized sentiments to actions,
fought dread demons to their perish,
never disbanded from chain reactions,
aborning from our struggles to cherish.

Adventive were those days when cause,
became a good fare to recount shrines,
ancestors came in dreams apt to impose,
of worlds where alacrities drew lines.

And those lines where ours to maintain,
deep in our soul with unbestowed loves,
there was solitude to recall and strain,
with a bitter shadow of two dead doves.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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