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Alas! Gentle beauty of time that goes by,
strange paten that sifts the soul,
light that dims the silky glitter of some glances,
mirror full of prints.
Alas! Gentle sadness,
a clock that...
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The teardrop,trembling irresolutely,
finally fell,
furtive and timid,
sweeping away with it
the many others
that were waiting,
heaped together and confused,
and the weeping turned into a sea,
sea...
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I called the rain with all my heart,
wanting to feel its clean water on my face
washing away the heat and sweat
that the weightiness of the afternoon
insisted on leaving.
I begged it to wrop me in...
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The laughter came out
quickly,
without being able
to stop,
noisy happiness
that springs up
and goes dancing
from mouth to mouth,
bright light,
that burning,
erases the gloom
that life has at...
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When I speak about the sea
I feel me blue
and I soothe the anger
that my soul feels
upon seeing the pain that surrounds me.
Children who have lost their mother
in a stupid war
that money contends,...
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When I went out for a walk,
I was feeling sad,
like a criminal,
prisoner of a moment
that became ugly in my mind.
I wanted to look at the sky
and feel it about my restlessness,
but the weithg of...
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When you ask me
if you will be happy,
my son,
I say yes
because that is how I want you to be,
but I look at the world
and I remain awake
although I hide my fear.
Life is hard I warn you,
but if...
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Once I saw you cry
with all the wild strenght
that your broken soul had.
How your tears cried,
stream of deep pain,
sea that distress stiffles,
How your such dark eyes gleamed,
without any...
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The flower of my thaught
will blossom,
sometime,
when the sadness has gone away
and this is how
I will remember you,
my sweet dove,
without the pain
that I felt upon losing you
and upon not...
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How bored
the afternoon is feeling
lost in the park,
slowly dropping
her handkerchief,
green lace dark
and refreshing.
Everything is so calm,
perhaps a little durment
with such a simple fragrance...
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