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Don't trust those metaphors, my darling
They all lie
The wind is the air's alphabet 
The earth knows the cosmic way by heart
Birds sing from hunger 
Stars understand people 
Better than people understand each other
Sometimes the rain flagellates itself 
Like penitent monks
The cars' headlights are happier 
Than the eyes of the drivers 
The paths of the deserts lead to temples 
The dead create dreams for us 
That play like sci-fi movies in our sleep 
A frog swallowed by a greedy stork 
Croaks bravely: Long live the rights of all living beings!
A worm has reached the top of a grass blade 
And calls out: Here's the helm of the world!
Black oil erupts in the Arctic 
Mixing naturally with falling snow
Many of us are like the full moon
The blood of a rose has signed its name in the headlines
African lions offer communion 
To young antelopes before eating them
And toreros in the corridas kill the bulls 
In honor of their love betrayals
Time is born to be filled like honeycombs from hives 
And you are born so I may be a poet
Don't trust the metaphors, my darling
The entire breed of human beings
Is a lying metaphor

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