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How do I deceive what I have not deceived?
if in the silence its echo resounds?
The days advance with weary steps
and the memory, my shadow, does not slow down.
How do I forget what is present
if the whisper of your voice accompanies me?
In every corner, in every latent,
the breeze envelops me with your fury.
How can I live being absent,
to the love that was once breathed?
In the dark nights, my heart feels
The fragrance of a dream long forgotten.
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