LA RED DEL VIENTO

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El Pelele

Es / En

PIROUETTE

The star smiles, absent-minded and determined.
The prey delivers the final blow.

A collection of names.

One.
Two.
Three.
Four.

Before, I counted breadcrumbs and ate extra words..
Now it’s an hourglass.
A pirouette and applause.
Other’s sorrows.


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