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When the inhabitants of Macondo (“One Hundred Years of Solitude”, Gabriel Garcia Marquez) got insomnia and began to lose their memory, in order not to forget the name of objects, they were attached to them with signs with names, and then with a brief explanation of why these things exist.

Poems are my “signs” to explain the emotions and feelings that I don't want to forget, that I want to keep.