evaporando el sol

When the flowers turned into an eternal night in your eyes

Sleepwalkers walked the path of the dead

I dream your smile frozen in the clouds of the mountain

Where the old asked the old gods forgiveness

The coyotes and the visceral singing of the insane

I joined them I joined them

Cry with them

The time is suspended, along with the rocks of your eternal rivers

Where cats to birds whisper and conspire against the old worlds...

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