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voice that will take me in your womb by a distant relation of syllables perishable, I love you. The burning letters in which from all I had very, very backward. I know how premonition that I remain at the height of oxygen and their networks, will also eventually break me at the time, with the same delivery, sinking into the snow without saving me from that time she abismo.Apareció. So high it. With her gray hair, like silver that shines from the bottom of a spiral hopes intact, spreading algae and drops of blood banks and at every step, wearing an orange robe, walked across the corridor of darkness that are always directed towards me, that always gives me.
Watch my words sounded at 8. Which would tell me, I wondered. Then do not be supe.Ella insisted quietly in front of me while she sewed random numbers on their chests. He insisted on kissing the crotch of the dummies. Wanted to put out the flame of the candles each evening with a blow of a sandbag aniversario.Abrió then poured on the floor and in an instant hundreds of crabs devour me feet with the sound of a whisper that he confesses his last will . Put it on my tongue a solar cocoon and I taste the more infinite thirst that reminded me of my journey of 11 years in the wilderness of what is sacred. But in trying to talk her mouth flew more bees bees and honey to suck in my eyes the two open roses wept not for centuries. I
cordial, I gave him the seat on my side that I always keep empty to rest in it from time to time a forgotten idea, a Greek melted i do not know, any landscape willing to break with the past mirrors breathing. It was then, and leave a cloud took the place of my heart. I have no heart where it was before. When the tide rose to leave my thoughts, and now my brain is a jealous sea rock treasures.
my thoughts are no longer where they were before. Y took root, to leave her American forests through my limbs, and hidden caves of butterflies, made their hole in my stomach that hurts me every day, and covered my sex starfish won by beating lights flashing and nitrate . It was then, then, when I closed my eyes with a sprang night envied a single, solitary word resounding from my lips ashen and Dawn: "I, I do ..."
