"I lie on the green grass, calmly daydreaming about my past,
but age suddenly scatters what I believed, and I haven't been;
as you feel, everything flows smoothly in this world without worries,
in this glimpse taken sideways, of a correct unfolding of themes,
of my enthusiasms that lasted briefly, of many philosophizing chiasms,
of tragic stories born from play, too close or too far away..."
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