Kissed the cheek to alliviate
the pain caused by the hand
extended with that tender gesture
without notice
perhaps, without intention
Forced a truth that would not be,
smiled upon me and i left
you hanged from the tree of regretfulness
across the endless couple of seconds
my back was in your view
a closing circle took years to draw itself
an endless story frozen in annonimacy
half a block away from a corner
just any corner
anywhere that place may be
you´d be standing there
in lie, in pain
without me
Monólogo / Escena I
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*Oficina a media luz. Pilas de papeles. En un rincón, hay otra oficina más
chica, a oscuras. Ella entra con una enorme corona, va encendiendo las
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