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Wealth

It can arrive by different ways, it can come in backpacks or chests,
with mirages or realities that obscure the thought.
seed that sprouts in the soil of uprooting
there we can muddy our hands with bliss or misfortune.

In other fields we can gather crates of smiles
that are going to be lost in the horizon of the benefited eyes.
You are that fruit that everyone looks for with tricks and misunderstandings,
or with the certainty of material abundance.

That fruit that engulfs you in the instants where the world
is a paradise of flesh and desire, illusory satisfactions,
later the angels of loneliness and sadness will pass away,
fruit that sponges your wallet and inflates you with boasts.

There is the other that you mold with effort and demands sacrifices from you,
germinated in the soul, and sown in the fields of the heart,
that you can share and have it in the humblest corners.
where no one can steal it from you, even if they destroy you for no reason.

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