we never saw each other but it didnt matter
i had a brother
who walked around the jungle
while i was sleeping
i loved him in my way
i took his voice
as free as the water
i walked for a while
close to his shadow.
we never saw each other
but it didnt matter,
my brother was awoke
while i was sleeping
my brother was showing to me
behind the night
his chosen star.
julio cortázar, 1967
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