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Written on the Wind

But the words

What do laps?

which way to go?

Who did you meet?

Who has seen them run and lose leaves behind raised by the wind?

I have looked back,

from afar I saw them arrive

words changed, worn, aged

I have observed in their movements

I have called by name and with slow steps



I have collected , touch

with suspicion I heard

I tried the color

the reflection, the ardor that I found



lost faded, worn but still there



return



forged a long wander, escape, intrigue

and then compound that can not go beyond

and clamoring to be able to stay.