Elis Mita Poems

Welcomed weird sir.
Sit down where you want.
For You I think I had heard.
So many times so.
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Between you all, always I stayed.
Being ready to burn everywhere.
Present when you all prayed.
Every moment I was there.
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Catene spezzate in mezzo all'inferno.
Col suolo fraterno.
Cominciai il vol.
Aldilà del cielo.
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As I go through this life at a frenzied place.
It's clear why call it the human race.
Why run to and fro with deadlines 'n goals.
With rarely a chance to rest our poor souls.
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The frozen streets in moonshine glitter.
The moonlight hour has long been ha'd.
Ah me! the wind blows deadly 'n bitter.
And I'm alone, in peace and far.
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O Mother!
The flower
most beautiful.
Column 'n tower.
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From where I shall, the story to begin?
When the soul, escapes, deep within.
In the middle o' the centre, of the earth.
There where, the hurted glory, still burns.
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Forward O Goddess! Forward O Mother!
Forward O Greece!
The eyes cried and the soul hurted.  
Only you need...
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