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Sin trepar por las paredes llegaré hasta donde pueda
porque no tenemos la misma meta
ni he de seguir tu camino.

Si te fijas en mi cuerpo
tendré los arañazos y las patadas de la experiencia,
cicatrices que identificamos con el tiempo.

Y, aún así, tendré que decir que he vivido poco
y que otra vez empezaría.
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Inman Avatar
September 19, 2020 at 5:54 AM
I didn't realize I had not left a comment on this write. Your poems have a searching quality, always reaching for a, seemingly, unattainable goal. The sadness is profound. Your words, even when translated, are lovely. I also enjoy hearing your oratory versions.
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April 13, 2020 at 1:04 PM
A lovely expressive poem, Almudena. I had to use Google translate, but even so it all made sense to me. Maybe you could post your poems in both English and Spanish. ~ Welcome to Soup ~ paul
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April 13, 2020 at 4:40 PM
Thank you so much, Paul! It's so nice to read your words. Thank you for your advice, I'll try to write some of them in english. Regards.
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