I am a woman who despairs
that has no peace anywhere ever,
that people despise, that passers
look with longing and fury, are
soul hanging on a cross
trampled, derided spat:
I have today only
eyes now that I get up in the sky I cry to you:
take my every breath in my lap!
(from "Destined to die," Alda Merini)
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