PALE day of the other nameless triumph; mourning more
serious than death; we suffered enough in our lives with
the fear of the unexpected on our path,
with the danger of the familiar person in the house, what
were we looking for, while during the nights unknown
ancestors, crouched in their black bones, followed the path
of our sleep, so, we tried to conceal the flight of birds as
we tied our shoe laces each morning.
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