Amapolas en el equinoccio | Poesía [ES/EN]

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La breve eternidad
siembra amapolas en el equinoccio,
horizontes,
caos,
secuelas ante el miedo;
horas francas
donde la lluvia no sobra,
donde un nido
no habla del amor
a los huesos
porque la atmósfera
esconde mercaderes
en el canto de los manuscritos.
La eternidad,
es la clave
de quien eres.

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_{Esta publicación fue parcialmente traducida con Google Translate.}

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Brief eternity
sows poppies at the equinox,
horizons,
chaos,
aftermath of fear;
frank hours
where rain is not superfluous,
where a nest
does not speak of love
to the bones
because the atmosphere
hides merchants
in the song of manuscripts.
Eternity,
is the key
to who you are.

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_{This post was partially translated using Google Translate.}

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