Tonight

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I wrote this poem last night, in Manerba del Garda, while admiring the lake crashing to the shore in the wind.

I love the sound      

Of the lake

In this night

Because my Mind

Dreams

The invisible Light

Of the secret

Universe

In my Heart

And so

I remember

All my previous existences.

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