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And you sigh and look and think,
you attend to the others for your own beauty.
And spontaneous I draw the thought,
defying the song to describe the moment
of your fleeting presence. And I change myself
in cicada and in the diurnal
heat
I send a moan all day and year long.
Feature of deity, statuesque figure,
inexperienced young woman,
expressing the vigour of the figure
and the bright lively intelligence.
Always armed with the timid love
of innocence you change in youth my heavy years.
And I see you, like Trivia,
in simulacrum at the crossroads of all street,
symbol of my lively continuity in searching for you, always,
sweet and beloved friend of mine."
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