if you want what visible reality
can give, you're an employee.
if you want the unseen world,
you're not living your truth.
both wishes are foolish,
but you'll be forgiven for forgetting
that what you really want is
love's confusing joy.
rápidas manos frías/ retiran una a una/las vendas de la sombra/abro los ojos/ todavía/ estoy vivo/en el centro/ de una herida todavía fresca ~*madrugada* por octavio paz
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