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Venezia
by Gloria Jean Viglione
O Venezia, cuore del mio cuore,
O Venice, heart of my heart
you ride upon azure canals
and jewel-bannered reflections—
festal lovers meet in your Piazza San Marco,
don your artesian-designed silks,
stroll your maritime Promenade,
flirt without regard for their stripe-clad gondolier,
and wrestle in the magnanimous embrace
of your ancient mysteries after dark.
Cuoro del mio cuore, O Venezia
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