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Clenched Soul

Clenched Soul

Clenched Soul
Always, always you recede through the evenings
Pablo Neruda
Sometimes ahttps://read•99csw•com piece of sun
Saying what?
while the blue night dropped on the world.
Where were you then?
thhttps://read.99csw.come fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.
Who else was there?
I have seen from my window
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The book fell that always closed at twilight
in that sadness of mine that you know.
Why will theread•99csw.com whole of love come on me suddenly
We have lost even this twilight.
I remembered you with my soul clenched
burned like a coin in mread.99csw.comy hand.
and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.
toward the twilight erasing statues.
when I am sad and feel you are far away?