(English)

Before we leave

_{Author: @nachomolina2}

_{image source Pixabay}

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And standing on
World's End
he meditated:

Will there be anything that does not perish?
incorruptible?
able to outwit
all eras

real as a sigh
of relief left
Instantly

when the pain
gives truce
to comfort

like the discreet flow
of my
passionate tears
when I deny
what I feel

So untouchable
and sincere?

suggestive
of pain and fear

What about this, what occupies
the thought and
makes me wonder
castaway?

banished by suffering
lazy
where standing
I get rid

Will it come
the moment I feel now
what you feel
the prisoner?

in the face of the imminent
scaffold
and the voice of command
that seeks
his disaster

and of what it keeps
undeniable
the dark mind

like sweat
traveler in the Corrientes
mountains
without handle

overflowing the skin to the fullest,
that is swallowed
to herself
between cold and fire

Will there be something incorruptible
to occupy the free place
What do I leave while I die?

for not knowing more about love
what to love devoted
boldly

trampled by one's own
fifth commandment
with his metal voice
infinite
in echoes

so ephemeral
like happiness
in his brief
moment

things that are still there
even when you leave
and you leave the body

and its late myth
It's enough
just to achieve a dream

tiny dreams
among thousands of others
that are left behind
without any remedy

And life purges every
witness for the sake of time
so that no one
I can remember it

And just wonder
in the last moment:

Will there be something perennial
let it remain
in our place
after we leave?

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