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We can´t stop the drawings that are created in the air.

We can´t stop the drawings that hang down at night.

We can´t stop the drawings that burn our thoughts.

We don´t know who traces those drawings.

We don´t know why those drawings adorn

these bum suburbs out of nowhere.

We don´t even know if our eyes are able

to see those drawings.

But the fact that surprises us the most

is that all the things are incomplete,

since none of them exists or is sustained

without the complementation of these drawings.

It is not strange then that these drawings seem to us

more perfect than air,

more inhabited than the night,

more real than thought.