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What sustainsme
I have gone on building
the common sense of my refuge.
I live there with sadness
and happiness,
implacable neighbours.
It has been a good refuge,
and you somewhere,
so close and so far away.
Now that I am old, love
still takes me by surprise:
like going into a dark,
empty casino where, suddenly,
all the lights have come on.