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Parado frente al espejo,
inmóvil y pensativo
cautivado por el reflejo,
vi aquel sendero hacia el camino.
Recuerdos me abordaron
aquellos años de niñez,
imágenes diluidas vagaron
suave brisa acarició mi tez.
Incontables veces
te fui a buscas,
miserable camino
no me dejó llegar.
Mezquino sentimiento
tus palabras hacia mí,
enamorarme fue el destino
atisbaba corazón, resquicio.
Simulaste sosegadamente
mientras a tus pies, rendido,
tiznado, hoy presente
en el camino tirado…, herido.
Eso fue el pasado
lo estrecho superé,
tu amor quedó olvidado
a ver a ti cómo te fue.
Preamble
Dear English-speaking virtual friends, I apologise in advance because I am aware that a poem translated from Spanish into English loses its meaning, rhythm and metrical structure. I used the online tool DeepL Pro and gave it a personal touch according to my knowledge of the English language, but I could not construct the corresponding rhymes.
Standing in front of the mirror,
motionless and pensive
captivated by the reflection,
I saw that path to the road.
Memories came back to me
those childhood years,
diluted images wandered
a soft breeze caressed my complexion.
Countless times
I went looking for you,
miserable road
wouldn't let me get there.
Miserly sentiment
your words to me,
falling in love was my destiny
I glimpsed a heart, a glimmer.
You simulated calmly
while at your feet, surrendered,
smeared, today present
on the road lying…, wounded.
That was the past
the narrow thing I overcame,
your love was forgotten
I'll see how it went for you.
Bienvenido todos a esta, mi participación de la semana en el Club de Poesía auspiciado por la comunidad 
@freewritehouse, si es de tu agrado participar, aún estás a tiempo, este es el enlace Club de poesía.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club sponsored by the
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