BIRTH (Oh, ciento volando)

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Comes a little girl
To make my thoughts real
I think is mine
And everything goes OK

Someone in the close familiar circle of
Jealousies
Says
It is only your sister’s girl
At that time
My sister is losing her status
And our girl becomes
As overnight
The daughter of Jane Dow
That which is the niece of
Nobody’s sister

The gang
Has its rules
And the scars of time
Move objects
Until its fascination
Gets lost in the
Infinite of lavishmess
But it doesn´t give a toss
To the mean
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