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Simplemente poemas. Escribir no siempre tiene que ser parte de las vivencias del autor, escribir también permite imaginar situaciones, personajes y mundos en los que podríamos o no ser los protagonistas. Para quienes nos identificamos con algún poema o escritor, logramos a través de sus letras o de su personalidad dar rienda suelta a nuestras emociones, sentir lo que el autor nos comunica y en ocasiones hacer catarsis con un simple par de líneas.
Aunque no soy poeta, me atrevo a editar esta compilación de poemas publicados en "Versos de Amor Iluminados" en Facebook, mismos que fueron escritos y publicados gracias a la sugerencia y el apoyo de poetisas a quienes debo mi admiración y respeto, así como mi humilde agradecimiento. Derna Stone, Dia San, Julieta Linares y Julia Iglesias. Mi agradecimiento también a Isabel H. Bassaure, Natalia Eli y Ángel Castellanos. Mil gracias por leerme, por su apoyo y su gran amistad, a todos Ustedes dedico esta humilde compilación.
Edam Arce
Mayo de 2015
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