resignation
not going to start what has no beginning.
is an art, swoon
in your arms while (lie)
[The sun melts your wings I hesitate and I
you take the hand in a poem
[
fragmented aimlessly as haiku, three lines
suppressed-shattering insights.
not going to understand you and I do not understand
in which (we) understand.
But ...
Even ... Among
both absurd
tanto abuso
y
such apathy
; I miss].
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