This my season is over


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This my season is over: I see it
as a far yellow landscape: the sun
almost cold in the mist has no light,
no wind shakes any leaves, no sound grows

So “be quiet” I said now to my soul
and let us be in this darkness alone
waiting for the scenario could change
praying for the pale life could have blood

October, 3rd 2014

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