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I’m trying to perceive the irregular rhythm of my heart, not to hear the pain in my chest and the dark visions that are populating my mind. Among the hanging flowers the little bodies of fairies emerge, illuminated by the light. And smiling they give me their greeting before I die. Poem (C):Me “The Lily Fairy” (C): Luis Ricardo Falero “Midsummer Fairies” (C): Emilio Freixas A…