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Random Poem:

Galilei, A Love Story
Rynne

You, the heretic, and I
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the sinner-philosopher:
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We walked on the water of Venice,
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the gondolas scattering before us
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like frightened little ducks.
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The path left to us was
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as narrow and thin as
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the line between faith and truth.
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Late at night you fought with yourself.
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What is faith? What is truth?
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You ate your own tail
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to find even a thread
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of the answer to cling to,
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but always it escaped.
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I could never console you,
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and sometimes I wept.
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With nothing to hold on to,
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we clung to each other--
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Inamorato and Inamorata.
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In this city of Da Vinci,
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we all were enlightened.
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But you felt your mortality
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the strongest of us all.
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Once, we carved our names
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in that ancient Doric column,
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half forgotten beneath the moss.
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You were silent for so long,
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but I dared not even breathe.
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We want to live forever,
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you said, a poignant expression
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rooted there in your eyes.
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But like this relic crumbles and fades,
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so shall we be claimed by time.
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She, who is merciless.
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We will be forgotten,
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our bleached bodies to float
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in Lethe's thick waters.
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Time will forget us.
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I won't forget you, I said,
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and you gave me a
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mournful smile.
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I slept alone that night
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while you gazed through
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your God's-eye.
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Only the heavens were constant.
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