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Paradojas de la vida encontrarse una tarde

en tu cuarto, escribiendo

conectando como si vinieras del futuro

viendo quien sos

y – luego de haberlo perdido todo –

respirar aliviada.

Como si perder fuera la condición

para poder conectar

y que tu ser brote

y yo ahora me vea a mi misma, siendo.

Paradoxes of life find yourself one afternoon, in your bedroom writing connecting as if you come from the future, seeing who you are and – after having lost everything – breath with relief. As if losing were the condition to be able to connect and that your being sprout and I now could see to myself , being.

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