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When I sat down, I looked ahead and AMMI told me: "Today, the moon is dangerous. It hides behind the clouds that are its accomplices, those clouds that can be seen, those that are only wandering thoughts that cover its gentleness and make it visible threatening when in reality she is shy.
That night I saw on my bed the stool, the tablecloths, the cold blanket, the ghost that unabashedly touched my cheeks..."
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The night was cold and I could only think about you
It was dark and clear, I looked at the sky and it was like looking inside myself
I only remembered you and listened to you, your laughter, oh your laughter!
Your penetrating gaze as if wanting to say something,
As if you knew me more than myself.
Your song, your patience, your breath.
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She walked into the desert, where the cold of the day and the heat of the night accompanied her, the darkness of the light allowed her to see what she was looking for in the distance. She was herself out of her mind.
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The sun sets and the night reveals its beauty.
Each known luminous point has its name.
A star converted into frequency flies through the air.
Beauty and intelligence come together perfectly.
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Hours pass and in every minute a memory
in a short time half a lifetime comes to mind
along with your voice that resonates in the four walls of my head.
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I cleaned my glasses,
with salty tears,
which then slid down
the cheeks you kissed.