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Pale sun, gray sky
Shadows long on the wayside
Bright lights inside
Words hide

Closed door
Balls of paper 
On the floor
You don't give
I can't take
Ink still in the pen
Page still blank

Empty mind   
The past unkind
Half-dead
Half-mad
Lending life to men long left.

Did Cavour hinder the process of Italian unification? NOOOOO!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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