@thec1
To Ditt, @buckyball, heal fine my friend:
There was a man and a colored sphere,
They traveled the skies, both far and near.
They brushed the world with gentle grace,
And left soft marks in every place.
He asked for nothing, gave so much,
A silent step, a quiet touch.
At times he walked while standing still,
At times he stared with solemn will.
The sphere beside him softly glowed,
A pulse of peace, a light that flowed.
Today he sleeps—let silence stay,
But he’ll return in brighter day.
Tomorrow more, he’ll shine anew,
And walk again with me and you.
(Feed the text in Italian to ChatGPT and asked for help getting an English poem output, I wish I could do it all by myself one day)
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