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(The last letter of Ovid in Rome)

You, whose comely features
should not be afraid of withering,
in my Rome, not change, like you,
since the last meeting,
I write from the sea. From the sea. ships
here seek after bad weather,
to confirm, that this end of the earth.
And in the holds they do not find freedom.

to 1 May 1965

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