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- I will lift the vast life
- That even now is your mirror:
- Every morning I will have to rebuild it.
- Since you left,
- How many places have become vain
- And meaningless, the same
- To lights in the day.
- Afternoons that were niche of your image,
- Music in which you always awaited me,
- Words from that time,
- I will have to break them with my hands.
- In what hollow will I hide my soul
- So that he does not see your absence
- That like a terrible sun, without sunset,
- Shine definite and ruthless?
- Your absence surrounds me
- Like the rope to the throat,
- The sea to which it sinks.
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