may cloud the sun eternally
may be dried in an instant Tues:
can break the axis of the earth
a weak crystal.
all happen! Will the death
cover me with its funereal crape,
but never to me be off the
called of your love. Fragment
Rhymes,
of GA Becquer
PS: I hope you all had a wonderful Valentine's Day. I leave one of my favorite poems.
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