Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, January 4, 2019
Encuentro
Bueno, que te cuento? Ayer me encontre con la vida. Hacia mucho tiempo que no sabia de ella y de pronto se me aparecio en la puerta. Como siempre altanera, lista para golpearme en la cara y dejarme con un ojo morado. La agarre por los pelos y le dije que ya basta. Que estoy harta de sus necedades. Se quedo callada y me dejo tranquila. Pero volvera, siempre regresa con el dolor y la pena. Ella es asi. Es la vida.
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