Aquí está lo que se me ha ocurrido este fin de semana. En el blog de Meadow también he copiado los catorce versos que tenemos por ahora y explico un poco más cómo he llegado hasta ahí. ¿Cómo llegaríais vosotros hasta el final? En realidad, estos días, entre Córdoba y Madrid, he estado working more in the novel, but it is true that had the poem in the background all the time and I had fun making it not the case, which is a way of working that I've always liked so much that sometimes delay the time for me to write for the pure pleasure to retain a little poem inside . Jaime Gil de Viedma once told me, while I spent reviewing all the gay bars of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bthat he was going exactly the same, and compared it with the pleasure of not opening a gift, which I thought was wonderful . Good night all.
always be traveling to your country,
yourself to a place to be another
you no longer remember,
or unwilling to return.
But where there is a world beyond the past, you
to escape.
That leaves learn to forget the roads. Loyal
Give up the adventure of going
and the dream of return.
But the distance does it profit a man
not forget,
which is doomed to
his face can be reflected at once in two rivers. (...)
I never went further than to let you go.
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