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a Silvia P.
It was so easy loving you,
like flowing water,
warm like breath.
And I can’t have air anymore,
now, nor the caress of water.
It was so easy loving you,
like from its bush picking
a wild rose. And now,

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I perceive it is night,
now that I only have in my hands
the blood of its thorns.
It was so easy loving you,
but you did give me that rose,
indeed, if, instead of hurting you,
its bones tear my heart
and soul, now.