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Una Colomba Fragile
June 7, 2025, 07:07 pm
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She flew when I was deeply sleeping,
that sweet, gentle dove,
softly singing to me, front my window,
in lower octave…
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In my deep dream was I hearing her,
before Sunrise,
feeling happy and flying in Joy, like
in High Paradise…
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Shiny colours, in pale brownish painting,
feathers she wore,
with her noble stance, small head higher,
a gift in store…
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I was able to wake up from dreaming,
look in her eyes,
and she started deliver her message,
to my surprise…
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Song of Love, song of Good-luck, she joyful,
started to sing,
and her glorious, Victory message
happily bring…
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In my heart, all at once, all the Angels
started to dance,
overwhelmed by the dove song, that Humans
woke up from trance…
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Cosmic Liberty 