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Drawing: Acrylic, Pencil, Oil on Canvas.
A cloud in the middle of the storm
The weight of the rain
It hovered in the morning tracks.
And once again the calm breaks,
The constant, announced war
Among thousands and small azañas,
Sometimes naive, sometimes uncertain
Between failures and liquid victories,
Camouflaged and defined in a portrait.
A suspended drop
Exerting all its force on the space
Like the flooding light
And overcome the dark,
After the night,
Shining on nothingness.