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Jun 2017
He
Everything has changed
and even without seeing again,
They did not forget their faces.

The force that made them meet,
Has not ceased.

It is as if they were born together,
but at different times.

And the day they separated,
It was not a break,
Only the decision not to return more,
To the meeting point.

The firmness to live and never leave is done,
Is the way that somebody chose once and for all.

Although their first encounter,
was casual, no one else has seen them together again.

One gets up and sleep,
And at night the name resounds,
and It is his strength,
In front of this emptiness.
To Cesar Simbaina.
oscarlevi
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oscarlevi  55/M/Saint Paul,MN
(55/M/Saint Paul,MN)   
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