again

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again the time hasn't any more patience
and consigns my thoughts to look for you;
again a lot of letters jumped out of images
and solitary phrases with immaculate words
majestic sculpted to create touches, thrills
and playful feelings able to remember me
about the aim of our rendezvous incarnated
in a place hidden between lines of a song,
of a shadow or a gentle light from a photo
or colors, tints, and shapes of a painting
with tout de suite of characters exposed
in the spotlight of some subtle alliances
gifted with a voice only to meet you again

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