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poetry-siir · 6 hours ago
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Yes, sometimes the breeze of melancholy touches the soul, and the letters that come out of you are impregnated with it.
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Si, a veces la brisa de la melancolía, roza el alma, y las letras que salen de tu interior, están impregnadas de ella.
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poetry-siir · a day ago
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Life is love, if it is true, so much the better!   Although love is a feeling engraved in the soul.
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La vida es amor, si es verdadero, mucho mejor !!!   Aunque el amor es un sentimiento grabado en del alma.
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poetry-siir · 2 days ago
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Life-changing events are all the more sublime when they are humbly awaited.
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Los acontecimientos que nos cambian la vida, son mucho más sublimes, cuando son esperados con humildad.
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poetry-siir · 3 days ago
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The death of the body is as natural a process as birth; so we should not dramatize about something that we will all experience sooner or later.
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La muerte del cuerpo es un proceso tan natural como el nacimiento; así que no debemos dramatizar sobre algo que todos experimentaremos más tarde o temprano.
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poetry-siir · 4 days ago
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( What a future... awaits mankind! ... walking backwards ).
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(Qué futuro espera a la humanidad! ... caminando hacia atrás).
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poetry-siir · 5 days ago
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Today sadness invades me he hits me with his clenched fist, and floods me with cold light ... "lights of sadness".
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Hoy la tristeza me invade, me golpea con su puño cerrado, y me inunda de fría luz ... " luces de tristeza ".
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poetry-siir · 6 days ago
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You well know, "that my wings are your wings", and that my lips are always waiting for you.
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Tú bien sabes, " que mis alas, son tus alas ", y que  mis labios, siempre te esperan.
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poetry-siir · 7 days ago
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Tears of life dressing the days with the strokes of a pen dipped in indelible ink ...
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Lágrimas de vida vistiendo los días con los trazos de una pluma mojada en tinta indeleble...
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poetry-siir · 8 days ago
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Love is a unique occasion to mature, to acquire form, to make us grow emotionally, to leave us more willing and ready to be loved.
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El amor es una ocasión única para madurar, para adquirir forma, para hacernos crecer emocionalmente, para dejarnos más dispuestos y  preparados para el ser amado.
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poetry-siir · 9 days ago
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What a delight to navigate the calm sea of your being, where everything smells of culture and poetry.
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Qué delicia navegar por el calmo mar de tu ser, donde todo huele a cultura y poesía.
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poetry-siir · 9 days ago
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I can have thousands of defects, be the worst if you want, but no one can ever love you as I love you, and that little virtue makes the love I feel for you more than eternal ...
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poetry-siir · 10 days ago
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Poetry, like beauty, elevates the soul and transports it to an ecstasy where everything seems to make sense.
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La poesía como la belleza, elevan el alma y la transportan a un éxtasis donde todo parece tener sentido.
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poetry-siir · 11 days ago
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The dream is a kind of reality hidden in the recesses of the being, which springs up when the apparent reality exhausts us and we fall defeated in the trance of rest. In it, everything is lighter and possible, since it is not subject to moral beliefs or of any kind, for what it is, the state of being that most closely approximates full freedom.
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El sueño, es una especie de realidad escondida en los  recovecos del ser, que brota cuando la realidad aparente nos extenúa y caemos vencidos en el trance del descanso. En él, todo es más ligero y posible, pues no está sujeto a creencias morales ni de ningún tipo, por lo que es, el estado del ser que más se aproxima a la libertad plena.
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poetry-siir · 12 days ago
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How many people who, instead of appreciating the beauty that moves and silences, prefer to delve into the less perfect where it is so easy to find mistakes and talk !
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¡ Cuánta gente que en lugar de apreciar la belleza que conmueve y silencia, prefiere hurgar en lo menos perfecto donde es tan fácil encontrar errores y hablar !
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