En altes hores de la nit

Recordo el que em vas dir aquell minut a l’agost en un moment petit i nostre. Millor que un “t’estimo” , em vas dir que voldries recordar el meu rostre. Em vas prometre que estaries prop meu, sempre, inseparable. Perquè la nostra amistat era inigualable. Vas dir que sóc meravellosa, en altes hores de la nit.    A.4/5/2014                                (Just a poem in catalan! No translation today)

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