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…smoothly,
with the help of some memories,
I kissed your mild summer wine
and I sank in its orbit,
at once
got cured, 
as if the happiness I looked for
was hidden
through its chalice
and yet, if you feel me
all around you,
as if you'd breathe what I breathe,
by yourself
wait for a while
for the call of my thoughts
enough to get you to sink
in the orbit where I am

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