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Delirium Of Late
Summer
Unworthily, my barren spirit
was cheered by your loving rays,
for an intense and infinite moment,
but much too short. I would have liked
to offer you all I could not.
And yet I lament, now, this failing of mine,
but I do not rejoice at thinking that someone,
for fatal retaliation, will still plague
your feelings for so long.
Thursday 2 April 1998
Emilio Colombo
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