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Soul that you do not rebel
the trails of airplanes,
through me,
cross oceans and gulfs.

not answer the questions of the world
but ask me every day.

Me, which are far less
the nearest anything. In

you dress fate

this unknown fellow who give their children every day.

- Children of no one will say. -

will know me, keep the wind

moving blades of grass and my hair never tied


and too free a woman?


Beatrice Niccolai

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On the blade of your razor's rib

You are in me,
beyond appearances

where the dream is the eternal victory of one who is defeated.

Living is a vertigo
like walking barefoot on the blade of your razor


and feel under your feet, which gives

the thrill of walking barefoot on the grass.

A flight of a lifetime and never feeling

ready for takeoff.



Beatrice Niccolai