gone is over as if never
dark in here as if night
but morning there where
we soon will be arrived
what was it seven days
if hadn't happened some
other hastening forward
return from being gone
instead ignore imposing
historic canals charmed
real cafés sidewalk lives
record in echoing streets
artificial gap opens then
closes I unscarred unseen
uncompanied partisan of
watching who does what
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