Hola, aunque no estan superadas del todo las razones que me han hecho estar unos días sin compartir nada aprovecho este impas y dejo aquí este poema o minicuento o ... no se que sea díganme ustedes que es.
EL VIAJERO TOCA UNA TRAS OTRAS PUERTAS EXTRAÑAS.
Y NO SE CANSA DE TOCAR,
Y NO SE CANSA DE SOÑAR CON EL CALOR QUE SALE POR LAS VENTANAS DE LAS CASAS.
Y NO SE CANSA, Y NO SE CANSA...
PORQUE ESTA CANSADO
DE SER VIAJERO
Hello, although the reasons that have made me spend a few days without sharing anything are not completely overcome, I take advantage of this impasse and leave here this poem or mini-story or ... I don't know what it is, tell me what it is.
THE TRAVELER KNOCKS ON ONE AFTER ANOTHER STRANGE DOOR.
AND HE NEVER TIRES OF PLAYING,
AND HE NEVER TIRES OF DREAMING OF THE HEAT COMING OUT OF THE WINDOWS OF THE HOUSES.
AND HE DOESN'T GET TIRED, AND HE DOESN'T GET TIRED...
BECAUSE HE IS TIRED
OF BEING A TRAVELER
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