In yesterday's walk I found a beggar
reclining in the shadow of an eave,
when contemplating it I said come with me
that I look at you like that again, I do not want to.
And we both walk slowly
and we talk a lot about the past,
the things of love that you do not feel
and the one who feels being in love.
He told me at last, there are many infertile
who think that money does everything,
and they walk worse than me in those worlds
Without knowing that they walk in the mud.
Blessed are those who suffer because they
consoled will be, said the Lord,
and the dark mansion will go those
who laugh at grief and pain.
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