Versos inquietos
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'Tú y yo no somos un poema, somos una sucia realidad.'
Carla y Hugo son unos versos inquietos que se buscan sin saberlo por Madrid. Riman sin conocerse. Son el perfecto pareado. No buscan que se les entienda, solo encajar en la estrofa del otro.
Ella es la tercera de cuatro hermanos, siempre anda despeinada y fuma Lucky Strike. Él es hijo único, aficionado a quemar el tiempo y a las litronas entre semana. Ninguno tiene las preocupaciones que deberían tener a su edad, como si creyesen que la adolescencia será eterna y nunca habrá nada más allá.
Y, entre medias, la casualidad, la vida. Hugo es el verso que Carla tiene que leer a escondidas. Carla es la rima que Hugo no puede recitar en voz alta. Eso trae problemas y ellos no quieren admitir que el otro sea demasiado importante como para enfrentarse a la vida.
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