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“Love is so short, forgetting is so long.”

“Tengo hambre de tu boca, de tu voz, de tu peloy por las calles voy sin nutrirme…”

“I want to see thirstIn the syllables,Touch fireIn the sound;Feel through the da…”

“When I see the sea againhas the sea seen me or hasn’t it seen me?Why the waves …”