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Amparo Urrutia Riquelme, translated by Jessica Sequeira
12:30
A deserted hour
knocks at my door it’s
12:30 and I lucid dream
the gleaming moon approaches
my candle and its radiant light
gallops with force it’s
12:30 and I’m flying
high beside the stars
I look in the sky at my
grandfather and grandmother
how they shine in their novel
the one they dream of
with great caution.
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