Una tragedia
que tragedia seria encontrar de nuevo el sabor de tus besos 
en otros labios,
mas no sera el calor de tu cuerpo, ni el aroma de tu piel
no sera nada seria una filosa ilusión.
Pandemic
A quiet mother's day There is a place, the ladder of a mound, place called home, a dot in mountains loud. How far is love, how long, lasting, measure can be applied? In my simple lonely case, I might say, my love is as long as my mother lies, 11,665 km across seas and lands, travelling, rolling, falling! rivers, mountains, trees and dry sand, Heights, depressions, lakes, water, salt. Happy mother's day. and those who suffer with me, distance is not material, as long as I keep her in my heart. Fearvirus The biggest pandemic is fear, Why no one wants to die? Yet is so afraid to live. Guilt is a burden, no one wants to take the blame, yet we all look for guilty, Everyone wants to find a solution, yet nobody wants to help for free. Pandemic fear, isolate us, fear. scare of day, scare of night, we want to live, not to die, we want a solution, not to help, we want guilty,
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