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Devastated
by loneliness
my souls
runs to a desert
of the agglutinated
solitude
he
makes me feel the thirst
for the
first raindrops more
acutely
than the sand ‒
I look
over the child
who I
was at another time
among
splendid temples
of
which only fragments
remain
among pieces of trash
and wild plants.
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