If I had known to where it was
that I was meant to walk,

no angel would have prompted me
to turn and see the lock

of flaxen hair that lay upon
eternity besought

in Marian cathedral halls
my heart of hearts was caught.

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  1. Mario, you are a poet! Greetings from the land of poets, thinkers and philosophers . . . ‘Dem land der Dichter, Denker und Philosophen’

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