Humid and Warm
as a Wafer,
Firm and Strong
as the Fate,
Comfortable and Dark
as an Armor,
Soft and Functional
as a Farmstead,
Hidden and Concealed
as a Valley,
Width and Extended
as a Tableland.
The My Lair:
it is My Morgana Fairy,
it is My Durendal,
it is My Last Nirvana.
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I have written this my poetry in Italian language, therefore its translation in English language could have minor "Vis Poetica".
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