There was upon a time a sneaky thief who stole my heart. He walked away to never be found. Thus for a while I walked heartless...like a zombie in zombie land...until one day I found my heart. I climbed a window and grabbed my heart and ran away as fast I could. Now I am whole again and walk with caution...aware of thieves and wolfs. Redding hood has become the Queen of swords. Beware!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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Breathing
I seat in here and I look at the sky So perfectly draw by the Artist The contrasting colors that blends Over the crystalline waters In this...

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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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son dos ventanas al cielo negro de tu alma...!
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