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My darling, you have a soul deeply tortuous,
Wide labyrinth hidden under the palace of beauty
In which a ruthless Minotaur rules forever on duty,
Famished for the youthâ€™s flesh as well as for the kudos...
A lot of daring ones perished in its somber recess
Heroic sons gave themselves over to the almighty beast;
Now, I am joining the shadows running away,
Iâ€™m falling, but with no fear into the whirl of snare.
Because you are my Ariadna which gave me a thread
Wreathed from your dark tresses, a living advisor;
For keeping inside snare, Iâ€™m trying to unwind it,
More deeply to enter into the black empire:
I chose your inextricable soul as my own home
I swear that forever inside it Iâ€™ll roam!
Saturday, 8 January 1955
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