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In the nails with which you crucified me,
I no longer hang a thing. Alone...
It would be better, if you had changed into the bronze mirror
That encloses my blurred reflection in a unique compatibility.
I do not leave you alone by the scent of my opportune passage,
Which would come to you... Lonely, in life's conceded death!
The brilliant and fused foresight in which I had you.
You're delaying your appearance.

The dew falls upon long black hair
And all its utopian purity
Are long awaited
Seducing me to return, tempting me to ignore
What beauty was yours
That I couldn't clearly see

Undressed under the legacy