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Sep 2019
Friend of the soul,
my brother.

Do you remember grandfather's attempts with the violin?
And grandma's cake?
You are good then ...

There are still things that give you goosebumps ...?
A word,
or a smile
or the white of a snowfall,

You weigh your affections
even above your appetites?
Are you loyal even though you shouldn't be?
Do you look at the moon every so often?

If so,
I have good news
very good news

You are still alive!
Written by
Julio  M/Patagonia
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