"Oh how great is the world In light of the lamps!
And what little is in the eyes of memory! "
And what little is in the eyes of memory! "
Charles Baudelaire
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| abandoned factories. Peñarroya (Cordoba) | | | |
HEART pluck thee
"oblivion Cloudiness
drink to forget,
Heart you wanted
will break for not loving.
blinding
eyes never again to see
And without blame or anger
I resigned to losing.
stars will walk
why you have not gone, I do not want to step
traces in your feet are lost.
the wind I give kisses,
Wisps do my skin,
That although you are still prisoners
Today I know only gall
With the edge of death Your memory I
break ,
That
remember is love And I love you. "
The attic of memories
(Carmen Díez Thorium)
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