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2732 Performing this inventory

As my life
Supposedly
Grew up with your love
I decided to make a date
With the circumstances
That will clear off my being.
And what a surprise
When I found within myself
This enormous solitude
Magnetized to my inner side.

The solitude beside you
Was made of my dreams
And the deepest desires of mine
And now that I’m performing
This inventory
I realize that your lips
Were just a simulation
Of the coolest stone,
Nothing more
That a metamorphosis
Of the emptiness
Of your soul.

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