Hope sea boats, fish, waves,
sky nothing more than sun and wind,
rain, rainbows and encouragement;
land she does not see me alone.
I expect the earth to queue
or tingling and looking for my livelihood;
I earn around a thousand per cent
myself and have all of the balls.
I want nothing more than the impossible
me that, modesty aside, filled the world:
the biggest fish and less food:
peace do half a world war
and the other half. Indestructible,
plague poor, the homeless horror.
Enrique Lihn
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