Mi libreta está al revés

-Everything is in having free play, no!

wait, everything is in one loving touch,

-WORD!

-what? what’s that mean?

-WORD!

-stop that!

-WORD!

- ok, if you do that one more time im gonna have to…

- you are gonna have to what?

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everything is in that special look,

- I agree, but we need way more matches,

- you’re right this room is not dark enough.

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-hey! the toilets are here!

-great, send them in,

-what are you gonna do with 40,000 toilets?

-collect flies,

- oh, that’s poetic.

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-dont bite off your foot man!

-but it’s dirty!

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man 1-I would like to buy a desk,

man 2-go down to level “D”

girl-thats where they sell the t-shirts right?

man 2-yup,

girl-uh, horrible level,

man 1-would you come with me?

girl- yes no problem.

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everything is in not forgetting,

-but thats hard!

-no it’s not, wait till you meet yourself, you’ll never forget it,

-i met myself the other day on the subway.

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everything is in…

-WORD!

-alright STOP!

Te veo a lo lejos… inmóvil,

me acerco un poco… inmóvil ,

paso a tu lado … inmó-

no! espera, empezaste a bailar,

dejas que el viento te guíe,

te detienes y continúas repetitivamente,

un interminable danzar al compás del viento,

y yo… inmóvil.

“A lot of people lost their minds there”

she said while pointing to the stars,

he turned around to look at her,

he stared at her clear blue eyes,

only to realize he was still looking at the stars.

Se desnudó,

nunca se había sentido tan solo,

notó que tenía puesto un collar,

se lo quitó… soledad,

se rasuró todo el cuerpo… soledad,

se miró en el espejo empañado,

con una mano lo limpió,

respiró profundamente y desapareció.

No soy un poeta,

tampoco un escritor,

solamente estoy,

pero no quiero mas que estar aquí.

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No soy un cantante,

no soy compositor,

sólo soy un soñador que se quedó despierto.