She violently caught her prey, Becoming a kind of a hunter. It met a deadly fate, As a fish out of the water. Minutely,its details she saw To understand the message of it. No one seeing, for sure, Her trying to hide in a pit. Her ecstasy was flowing As she kept going on. She didn’t hear the growling Phantoms at the next door. Feeling satisfied with her scrutiny The cover of the book she closed. Now, her next prey waited gloomily Since the end of its life had come. [[ Poema inspirado, en un microcuento que escribí hace años. Lo hice como un trabajo para la Universidad ]]
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Es bueno hacer una introspección en cada uno de nosotros para ver en qué hemos de pedir disculpas o sacar lecciones de vida, mas eso no quita importancia en que cada persona se construye a sí misma con sus actos y orígenes.
Cuídate mucho.
Un abrazo espacial para ti,
El Astronauta Konstantino