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Cesar Vallejo - Poem To Be Read And SungCesar Vallejo - Poem To Be Read And Sung
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    I know there is a person Who looks for me day and night inside her hand, and coming upon me, every minute, in her shoes. Doesn`t she know that the night is buried with spurs behind the kitchen?   I know there is someone composed of my pieces, whom I complete when my waist goes galloping in her precise little stone. Doesn`t she know that money once out for her likeness never returns to her trunk?   I know the day, but the sun has escaped from me; I know the universal act she performed in her bed with some other woman`s  bravery and  warm water, whose shallow recurrence is a mine. Is it possible this being is so small even her own feet walk on her that way?   A cat is the border between us two, right there beside her bowl of water. I see her on the corners, her dress - once an inquiring  palm tree - opens and closes... What can she do but change her style weeping? But she does look and look for me. This is a real story!              
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