On a seagull’s wings,
I was kidnapped.
Quietly… I was taken,
In a single blow,
Without compassion.
For a long time, I had hidden,
Within a shell.
She soared high,
Without pity,
And hurled me from above.
Shattered, I fell.
Now I drift through the seas,
In countless pieces,
Reconstructing myself,
Until the next kidnapping.
By Zito Camillo
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