by Marta Gazzola


The sharks are still feeding
from my still bleeding Wunden
und ich warte noch
auf meinem persönlichen Wunder
my heart got much brighter
and I know
how to swim in the thunders
to reach my own truths
e le sacre sorgenti.

Mi hanno insegnato
not to believe
I did see
the Glory of the human beings
walking among us, among them
all and overall loving
even my bleeding tears.

I will cry again. I will
cry anytime
someone fears
Your being alive.

Da quando nasci
may Your voice be stronger than mines.

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