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El hombre Azul Verdoso le juró que la amaría mientras la memoria lo asistiera, y la amó por siempre. Aunque llamativamente, de ella, nunca pudo recordar su nombre.

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The Malva man had a clear and kind speech that nobody knows for what reason nobody understood. One afternoon he decided not to talk anymore.
It was here that in their silence, people began to understand what they were saying before.

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El hombre Malva tenía un discurso claro y amable al que no se sabe por que razón nadie entendía. Una tarde decidió no hablar nunca más.

Hete aquí que en su silencio, la gente comenzó a comprender lo que antes decía.

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When the Red Ocher Man realized that what she needed was a donor and not a husband, her future was already mortgaged.

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Cuando el hombre Ocre Rojo se dio cuenta que lo que ella necesitaba era un donante y no un marido, ya tenía hipotecado su futuro.

of loves and desires

Charge the duel in a box,
of imperfect loves,
and the memory of a thousand lips,
that only once have I kissed,
my skin perspires laments,
of badly healed caresses,
because my steps are engraved,
the names of those that I have forgotten.

de amores y desamores

Cargo en un atillo el duelo,
de amores imperfectos,
y el recuerdo de mil labios,
que sólo una vez he besado,
mi piel transpira lamentos,
de caricias mal curadas,
por que mis pasos llevan grabados,
los nombres de las que he olvidado.

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To be able to touch her and the horizon, the Titanium White man dedicated himself to painting, and so much love and commitment put him that the horizon was allowed to reach.
Today he wants to dedicate himself to music.

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Para poder tocarla a ella y al horizonte, el hombre Blanco Titanio se dedicó a pintar, y tanto amor y empeño le puso que el horizonte se dejó alcanzar.

Hoy anda queriendo dedicarse a la música.

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The Olive Green woman crossed the border between intellectuality and frivolity with complete naturalness, and vice versa.
It was difficult to understand when she exhibited the neckline of her tits or when the one of her brain.

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La mujer Verde Oliva cruzaba con total naturalidad la frontera entre la intelectualidad y la frivolidad, y viceversa.

Costaba entender cuando exhibía el escote de sus tetas o cuando el de su cerebro.

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The Siena woman lived sowing memories, without watering them with something of the present. Useless effort, next spring will only harvest forgetfulness.

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La mujer siena vivió sembrando recuerdos, sin regarlos con algo de presente. Esfuerzo inútil, la próxima primavera sólo cosechará olvidos.

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The Yellow Ocher woman dusted off the closets of her life, her unlived experiences, her fears, her repressed desires. He was finally able to see what he had not allowed himself to imagine before.
Live in peace.

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La mujer Ocre Amarillo desempolvó los placares de su vida, sus vivencias no vividas, sus miedos, sus deseos reprimidos. Pudo al fin ver lo que antes no se permitía imaginar. Vive en paz.

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The Carmine woman walked in her freedom, until she invited someone to walk together and create more freedoms to show everyone that she could also be, in her way, equal to others. Libertaria soon returned to itself.
And the someone? He paid with his freedom, her new freedom.