Dear Salvador,
they say,
delusive fantasies
hallucinations and paranoiac visions
defensive mechanisms
and fear of losing the object
They say
fantasies for power and omnipotence
hyperactive imagination of the bizarre
Let them say whatever they want
let them make diagnoses
and subscribe medicines
I know,
dear Salvador
you had painted it many times in many ways
with different colors in weird shapes
I know,
it is just a desire
a desire
that hurts
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