Counterfactual

Lasciate ogne speranza voi ch'entrate

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In a contingent past
We scheduled an inexorable duel
Those who we are not today, they looked into each other eyes
Sensed their unfortunate destiny
And they smiled.
Being younger, they did so with naive complicity
If older, they did it with secret resignation.

They imagined being the only inhabitants of a necessary world
(I mean they imagined to need each other)
They believed to create anxious waiting, graceful hesitation, 
child threw, feverish devotion
And they saw that was good.
Then they laid as two exhausted gods.

Unable to see their feet, but always able to see it
As if it would sprout from the road, clear into the fog
Lofty and dark, as made of timeless stone
They were hectic as if they had found out their home in the best of all worlds
They shared an one-way labyrinth (a tunnel) 
As these are dug by accomplices of a heinous crime
And they had a castle.
Then they were welcomed by galleries, glasses and mirrors
A common fire made them feel pleasant, received
Perhaps eternal.

Time came to execute his vanity. 
There was not siege; it got soaked to the foundations of their joints. 
Mirrors started to reflect them uncontrollably
They touched their faces through the glass and cold did not come from glass
Panic was plaintiff silence, suicidal confidence, vertiginous fatigue 
Devotion became in surrender.
They knew that they felt, they felt that they had always known:
The castle was not being attacked by time; the castle was the time.
Everything was taken, all due.
Then they scheduled their inexorable duel.

They survived without knowing
Just so we stumbled in their footsteps.

ChD.