As rain undress me in the frenzy of a break
the first picture look
a crying game
those still full of complaints
I throw the seasonal nature of silence
and write: it is now.
At the time, river, meditate,
revealed how there is a shock to the enjoyment of just once
that has been in the tree in a new way
know and believe these wonderful
coincidences and nobility.
Luciana de Chile-
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