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![Adrift | Poetry [EN/ES]](https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://images.ecency.com/DQmP9wRmYNpo8ofy4KXoGDmufRq7b9QXkPxKeg4EXdNwuJ4/whatsapp_image_2026_04_16_at_20.17.04.jpeg)
![When they fall on the rocks | Poetry [EN/ES]](https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://images.ecency.com/DQmW2KSxoERMvfeYoncnG5B8csrE28Yn5dnZ6mMV6A8Mz1q/whatsapp_image_2026_04_13_at_20.00.01.jpeg)
![While whales build rainbows | Poetry [EN/ES]](https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://images.ecency.com/DQmfBYs5tQN93gjRvmjDLx9FftWwnhQud6in6goAqx6YFJt/whatsapp_image_2026_04_14_at_13.31.05.jpeg)
While whales build rainbows | Poetry [EN/ES]
In Germany, whales bring the country to a standstill. In my country, they're like the name you sign with, but Germany will…
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The word almost, was one I heard quite often. Almost bought you lunch, almost bought you flowers, I almost would have called, almost would have given you all my hours, Almost…
Silence: The loudest voice
The streets are desolate, the city has lost its voice Thatches that once mount the hut now tramples the floor The chirping and howling of birds fade with time Only ruins lies…
![Like scars of flowers | Poetry [EN/ES]](https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://images.ecency.com/DQmVChu3Q3vY93aqoQWCDkzF3P7A8LcCQJh45Po2QSnHBfe/whatsapp_image_2026_03_28_at_16.54.13.jpeg)
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Memories | Poetry [EN/ES]
Memories, words. The afternoon bleeds out, your steps are amber-colored, brown in the silhouette of your body. I resist the…
![In the figuration of your body | Poetry [EN/ES]](https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://images.ecency.com/DQmRq9uRtCQ9VeVYRRTXpk6ZanhWxMSy12ZTcdgX8UZZaGu/whatsapp_image_2026_03_21_at_14.03.34.jpeg)
In the figuration of your body | Poetry [EN/ES]
I Saxophone, blues, bite, deluge, eyes the color of night. Jazz, pretexts. II Drinking lemonade in the…
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