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Ladies Journalthe spider doesn't dare to descend even one millimeter more towards earth the coffee is the blue specter over the oven ready to disapperar forever it's 7:00 in the morning get up, girl gather your hair in the photograph unveil your forehead, smile your smile beside the child who resembles you and you're identical to happiness that never grows old there in that paradise beside the child who resembles you it's the perfect time to begin to dream and the sun eternal if you don't move if you don't wake up if you don't turn the page in your humble kitchen facing the window. Blanca Varela |