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( 1999 - 2D Image )
The Butterfly

Gently you grip
my hand
and smile.
You have the butterflies
into your eyes.
I look at you
and someone of them
flies into me,
so that finally
I can become again
a child.

I have written this my poetry in Italian language, therefore its translation in English language could have minor "Vis Poetica".
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