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I separate my spirit from body,
following a ruby light.

I fell beyond Iside’s eye, and I flow
towards sea’s frontiers, beyond Troy's fired walls;
in a place were warm and calm waters embrace
icy marble, white like Artemide’s face.

Where ancient music meet baroque violins
and envelop pale bridges warm out Heroes steps:
Where oriental smells filter sea air,
producing fascinating perfumes and magic essences;
Where noble souls feed with sapiency,
like sweet ambrosia invades God’s limbs.

Reflected light, that change at every wind,
produces images of a remote Atlandtide;
far echoes in a Eternal Labyrinth.

With painful sweetness,
the solemn God’s Residence becomes mud again,
strange but ruinous destiny,
happy restlessness of a not loved lover
while inexorable time vanify every hope.

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