Lumps Under Betwwen Your Teeth An Cheek

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I anchored in this story that is not resolved.

My reality is merged with this sort of limbo in which I live

My reality is diluted, fragmented.

My reality is so unreal that I can not see

I'm tied to a stoplight on a busy street.

And one of the cars passing is you .-

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ADIOS TO ALL YO, YO YOU, ME TO YOU .... TA TE TI

... above me, below me, I all, I you, I with you .-

we come and go, about to other, without a trace, without leaving marks (apparent)

are like waves, piercing the rock, turning it into sand. Sandy

impossible to apprehend, to caress, to contain.

sand

not know where to begin and where it ends.

we are waves and sand.

are all part of all.

peers in the same misery, this genetic / generic inability to remain .-