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Comments about Lina Vasquez
An empty chasm remains
Bound, by a serene solitude.
steers an abandoned tunnel
where your warmth once kindled.
A scattered fragment, yet it still pulsates.
It is not your presence that I miss,
A pain, far greater
remains encapsulated between my lungs
In my chest.
I miss the fire
Which blazed through your fierce eyes,
I miss the security
Found wrapped deep in your arms
You could clone your body into a billion figures
Not even one would slightly phase me.
For it was a love far greater than understanding can ...