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Oda a San Valentín

How sweet and everlasting my
still unconfesséd pain
Runs deep beneath my bleeding skin
and courses through my veins
How beautiful my aching heart
blood that will overflow
It hoards my long-forgotten love
and yearns to let it go
Upon these shattered dreams I’ve built
a sepulcher of faith
Behind these concrete walls I hide
an unforgiving wraith

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