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MontagnaI need my mountain backBecause that's where I sitI sit and become the mountainI need my eyes backBecause that's how I watchI watch myself growing oldAs granite's hold launchesBetween crown and full moonI discard five lossesIn a single afternoonUna più notte quiUna nuova notte quiMontagna, MontagnaPrego ritornoCi guardiamo svilupparci vecchiPlease return
Another Scrap, another 'poem'A resilient echoA memory washed upA past long tied to the worldThere's a weight in these peopleI haven't imaginedOr learned, or seenOr spokenFear has caught up with meAnd I want to name itBut that takes it all out of meI still haven't discoveredOr dealt, or dreamedOr sungEveryone has somethingAnd hard as I tryI can't take in the bigger pictureI don't know where to put anythingAs this poem fades into a rantI realize I could write anythingAnd it wouldn't make a differenceIn the worldBut I never meant it toWe'll hang in thereA resilient echo at least