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share in this post only a few letters of the English group Pumuky . Yes, that's all for now. I'm not a fan of poetry, but these letters, the letters ... I wish I had written them.

Lovers

If, as so much because I get bored in a suicide

If you buy without stopping
is to fill that hole in your gut


Everything is so elusive is old

what was new
Your moldy meat

My spirit wintered two winters ago

us kill these ants in the kitchen
Take away the rot of the fruit bowl
Clean up the refrigerator, llenémosla
Let's do something to fall in love again

Lets spend the money we have left
in fireworks and sweets
Let's do something absurd: let us love
Let's do something to fall in love again

Your Brand
all night listening to your voice
that twists, slippery to me
I turn around to violence against you
betrays me, persuade me to go

The four winds have for
Crowds and sing your song
say there is no time to lose
I gain, and then fall

You took advantage of my stupidity
as with all all other
Did you wanted something else?
I have your brand. You wanted it, nothing more ...

against runaway horse Steppenwolf served
does go so far back I do not know now if I
ransom note, these medals will use


competed against wild horses that were so much like me
Our wounds are not closed and we were looking

fire on the altar fire winner heal

Among myriads of locusts
received the award but not closed, my wound

not heal If you've won everything, what more I can win?
Perhaps part of the losses up to this place where I intend to escape

be back with you and comfort me
until the next time it hurts so much, again

The Metamorphosis
All I have

burn it If I hold the fire
able to break the icy crust

that runs through my skin feel nothing

If there is no reason to continue


All these books and burn those discs
This clothes and leave behind those letters

Atop the pile

greet my friends and my parents, my brothers
and you, you smile me

And it starts raining ash
feel ecstatic
bleed a tear
Now
lose you now I know that I loved
and rise of the black spot
Now come, mend our wounds

learned is that everyone deserves another chance

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only because if the fate of the match there is not much distance my love You are late

always say that I like coincidences, love me, you could say that to me excited because I feel that a force "superior" tell me about something or someone send me a peculiar way. Ever heard the line between a coincidecia and the destination is almost imperceptible and that makes me laugh, two, left me thinking, and 3 more I am convinced that something happens.

Many think that the target does not exist and there is no magic in how our life develops because each decision paved the way we travel today. But that rational thought as I explain why I found myself with a person X in dissimilar places or because someone suddenly speak very rarely makes the same kind of stupid jokes that nobody else I understand. Sounds a bit illogical but because to deny something just because we can not explain it.

As I am very stubborn, m and refuse, yes, no logical explanation, to think that there is some connection between two People who see their lives intermittently synchronized. I try to find an explanation and I think maybe living parallel lives to join with marked trails and separated a few times before becoming one. When chance has a degree of improbability too high and there are very significant matches, I think even the most skeptical of men stopped at least 2 minutes to think and if this is going through something?

Many years ago I met a guy and we were great friends of the friends who at 16 imagine your children growing up together, going to same school and taking them to play at the same park. But life separated us. He was a person with a very difficult life to his young age I had to overcome problems in my 27 years or even imagine, had to leave school to work, but we keep watching for a while with this group of friends who also thought would last forever. Shortly thereafter, I left the college where we met and with it most people we had in common. We completely lost track but always remembered, thought she had become of him. The home phone stopped working and even at that time was widely used e-mail, so he left to be part of my life but never from my memory.

Several years later, as I traveled through Peru quiet, I was in a nightclub Cusco, relaxed intended only to pass a good party, when I feel like hold hands while crossing pushed the dance floor . He was my best friend, almost 4 years later saying my name with a face of surprise bigger than mine. The embrace lasted longer than length of a song. It seemed another had a head full of dreads but still had the same face of 16 year old boy I knew in my early days of pipe. We talked for hours and told me had no fixed abode, who was now his travel and that step was in Cuzco for a few days. She was traveling to Colombia, following which he was now the love of his life. Obviously I had no phone or mail, but I made sure to leave mine with the promise that I'll look when its rate of globetrotting did land in Lima. We said goodbye and I knew that was probably the last time you see it.

years passed, I kept giving my occasional returns to Peru. This time I was walking in a northern beach, just as calm and relaxed this time in Cusco. I suddenly feel that "Karen" that does not listen well. I turn and he was. I could not believe I met him again in a corner of Peru which had never been before and to which I accidentally (my original destination was another but for reasons I can not remember, I ended up spending a few days at the beach). This time his dreads and arrived at the waist, almost did not recognize him. Dissipated life he was spending part of the account and it was a bit difficult to properly maintain the thread of the conversation, but it was still him. We said goodbye again one last time, and left him in his makeshift camp in a cement bench. I have not seen him, but something tells me that soon I will.

Were these encounters matches or is he still getting in my way (or me in theirs) for a reason? And if there's a reason what is it? Do not know yet. Eye, here there is no romantic illusion, I just feel that the original plan to be friends forever and grow together path over ten, still stands and that the "fate" is determined to materialize.

would be interesting to know what are the odds that 2 of the millions of people in the world agree on the same coffee of the thousands who are carrying the same book, or the likelihood that 2 others are crossing more than once in the airports of different countries, dates and times that are not part of their routines.

suppose that such statistics do not exist to help us understand if they really are so unique that type of situation or simply create novels in our mind to give it a little more flavor to life.

For now I'm still excited about the matches, even simple as singing in unison with someone a song that played on radio for over 20 years. I am also waiting to meet with that friend in another corner of Peru, or who knows, the world.