I am in the present perfect
Where I have always been,
Finally reaching
Something of my own
Which makes tomorrow
A day worth following...

As I rise with the orange glow
Of an enterprising ideal
That is too ardent
And possessive to let go...

I may be unknown and alone,
But the real one is ready
Apart from here
And has become part of the world
I am striving for...

Separating the many
Halves of me
And sorting them
Into the infinite good or bad
I am most likely to succeed...

The Cause is the ideal,
The ideal is the principle
And the tempter's key
Which unlocks or fastens
The door of immortality...


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Romeo Della Valle

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