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Memory Return When Quixote

Tired of days

hovering beside her barely
felt.

Tired of "tomorrow", is another day
and that these, being a copy
top manta previous day.
And
laziness impedes the Don Quixote
beating over its mills.
This so tired ...

That maybe, just,

when days

again be "quijoteros" ...

- am No-

but

after tomorrow, again.

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Lay Dying, Dying, And Without Sex May 2

That can be dying,
that love with sex.
You steal my time to choose
with which you stay.
The first being your wife
or second to be your lover.
And I, meanwhile, dying
your love with sex.
injecting into my veins I
liters of alcohol
distorting my desire
lewd acts with you
and waiting
drown my cries, thinking of you own ....
And you, spending time
using it for yourself, selfishly
and barely a glimpse of myself.
Only you and your time to choose whom
wake up tomorrow.
And I, here, dying and dying
for sex C ontigo .
And you, who you are?
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