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Tus ojos comienzan
en el gato que maúlla
más allá de la luna...
Tus ojos se escapan de tus ojos
porque viven para fugarse de sus moldes,
como la poesía...
Tus ojos...: poesía, Poesía;
península dentro del mundo imaginario.
Mis palabras sólo son fantasmas
que pretenden tocar tu rostro
y seguir derecho hasta tu corazón.
Born the sixth day of October, twenty years ago, in 1991, has little to say of himself or his life. Good or bad, little is known to lower himself and even how reliable their memories and their way to remember. Born in Bogota, lefty hand and perhaps of-mind, like watching David Felipe sing daisies in the evening sky, soaking in the rain and smoke clouds. Citizen of the World, maybe. Try tiny dreamer, a scribe, painter and mathematician. Suggestive and ambiguous who knows if cowardice or...
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