Dafne

Ya era sábado, hacía calor y poco a poco pudo ver el mundo con colores más vibrantes y en los mismos pocos creció una poesía diferente entre sus versos, y en sus venas crecieron en raíces. Floreció.

It was already Saturday, it was hot and little by little she was able to see the world with more vibrant colors and in the same proporcion, a different poetry grew between her verses, her veins grew in roots. It flourished.

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