Leopoldo Lugones
With a shadow around him,
He was slowly drinking
Whisky and cyanide,
Walking in silence towards his death,
He was watching a river,
Dreaming of becoming a river,
And sleeping like a river-
He reached the shore of his dream
Now he sleeps, without end
With Argentina placed in his breast
Copyright © Vesna Kovrlija | Year Posted 2012
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