Soplar Flores, Liberar el Dolor. Poema.
Que toda su vida podría resumirse en una palabra. Dolor.
Hasta que las estrellas del amanecer le despertó
y así mismo el grito sagrado desde el fondo mismo de su corazón.
Y volvió a sentir correr el río sagrado de la vida otra vez.
Soplando las flores y no conociendo más el paso del tiempo.
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