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Feb 2021
the ashes of love
the ashes of oblivion
coincide at some point
in the flow of life
one becomes the other
a bird left its nest
and the moon shines on the still waters
passion is not understood
it only lives until it dies
any afternoon in April
Cesar Botetano
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Cesar Botetano  M/Lima, PerΓΊ
(M/Lima, PerΓΊ)   
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