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Michelle FernandezWatching the sunset through an indeterminate number of eyesI tilt my head and stretch salt-dry eyelids to Come, come, kaleidoscope, A seagull hopping stupidly along I cannot feel small beside the ocean If I could multiply the world, I would, I peer out of the right corner of my eye If you look at something close enough * * * Mirando el atardecer a través de ojos innumerablesLadeo mi cabeza y estiro párpados salados hasta Cala, cala, caleidoscopio, Una gaviota saltando tonta a lo largo No puedo sentirme pequeña junto al océano Si yo pudiera multiplicar el mundo, lo haría, Miro detenidamente de reojo Si miras algo lo suficientemente cerca
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