Tired of waiting for the train that never passes,
decided to pursue a chimera,
put in his bag some useless objects,
a few clothes and his toothbrush.
His first stop was in a ghost town,
where at night chains and cries,
they mixed with their deep sleep,
and the flashes of the wandering stars.
Following his trip he came to a hidden lake,
of warm water and flying fish,
in which the caresses were reflected,
that on his skin he had never posed.
Later in the middle of nowhere,
He lit a small fire,
to warm your sleeping heart,
and color the pale of her cheeks.
After months of walking aimlessly,
the lights of a little house attracted him,
there on the threshold of the mahogany door,
a barefoot maid was there.
It is not known if they lived happily ever after,
the truth that when sharing their solitudes,
and neither of them would waste their time,
waiting for a train that never arrives.
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