Raquel Chaves

LIFE OF RELATION

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I am in relation to the wind.

That which brings me your voice.

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I have a friendship with the rose.

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It's bloom, its thorns come

from you.

I already knew the bird

that in the mornings

visits my window.

It has not arrived with you.

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I was left carrying on through the rain.

It has brought water

like my eyes, looking at you.