A Dim Flying Dust
There
A dim flying dust
The inhabitant
Of a place called solitude
In the back
Where it is
But invisible
And I confess
To an amorous error
And the moment I do...
Suddenly
It is flown away...
O Lord! help me please...!
poem by Romeo Della Valle (2009)
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