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All of my yesterdays

fit in one hand

 

all my wins

I carry in a bag with holes in it

 

when I move I win

one place and lose another

 

presence and absence

are the same

 

all of my yesterdays

fit in one empty

                                hand

All of my yesterdays

George McWhirter, translation from
the Spanish written by Homero Aridjis

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