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You came with me
in that post-modern way
of not wanting to know anything
of not asking questions
that tired pose
so devoid of emotion They are the
of someone who has seen everything
and everything is an immense
repetition
If it weren't for my ability to love
And we would never have happened
In a world of skills
And cutting-edge techniques
The gift of speech
It almost doesn't count anymore
Then you would almost leave
In this way
Evanescent
I didn't know I saw you
So transparent
And it would have just been
The accidental meeting
A simple dizziness
From an extreme sport
If it weren't for my ability to love
And we would never have happened
In a world of skills
And cutting-edge techniques< br/>The gift of speech
Almost no longer counts