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sábado, 18 de junio de 2011

Finis

Un fragmento muy bonito que encontré de Warning Cuney

Now that our love has drifted
To a quiet close,
Leaving the empty ache
That always follows when beauty goes;
Now that you and I,
Who stood tiptoe on earth
To touch our fingers to the sky,

Have turned away
To allow our little love to die
Go, dear, seek again the magic touch.
But if you are wise,
As I shall be wise,
You will not again
Love overmuch.

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