Farewell sailor, from
the realm of reason we now depart!
Rhyme not as leisure but real art
will guide our ship into the dark.

Recall blue skies and sun in your eyes,
when you could tell truth from the lies.
Earth under feet and clouds above,
within your sight all neatly unrolled.

Now those sharp boundaries have dissolved,
you cannot tell down from above.

Swim, embrace the sea of chaos within!
Drink up the whirls of this strong wind.
In this synesthesia of life and colour,
Ulysses thrives and No One sorrows.

By Egle Lorenzini 

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