Like a leaf ...
I am and remain so.
Rippled ...
Corroded ...
From the cold of winter.
Rough and Fragile.
My inside burned ...
Contaminated.
Leave me here ...
You can hurt me ...
If you try to save me.
You couldn't.
Detached from my tree ...
I embraced spring ...
And enjoyed the summer.
I have already experienced autumn ...
And seen my becoming.
At the mercy of the most powerful wind,
I can still get up in flight ...
But its absence is enough,
To precipitate ...
Suddenly.
And I stay ...
I stay on the ground,
Defenseless.
The passage of time.
She has consumed my sap ...
And in the darkest silence,
Along with the last lights of the day
Wearily...
I turn off.
Voted to death,
I accept my departure.
I'm a man...
I remain parched like a leaf.
I have no sap ...
I have no love ...
I have no life ... now.
Pain and sorrow ...
They made me sterile.
I still live ...
But like a leaf ...
I have nothing left.

(Enrico Cattozzo)

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