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dc.contributor.authorCagel, Maximiliano-
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dc.date.issued2013-06-19-
dc.identifier.citationCagel, M. (2013). Preludio de un sueño hecho realidad…. Psicoespacios, 7(10), 398-423. https://doi.org/10.25057/21452776.204spa
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dc.description.abstractEs Ella”, pensé. Es su todo. Es su presencia. Es su carácter. Es su porte. Es su tono al hablar, su voz. Es su sonrisa. Es su mirada. Es su respiración, ni lenta ni rápida, moderada. Es aquello que tiene que me cautiva. Es su esencia. Es su perfume. Son sus modos. Son sus alegrías y tristezas. Son sus risas y sus llantos. Son sus lágrimas. Son sus sentimientos y pensamientos. Son sus resentimientos. Son sus congojas. Son sus ideas. Son sus palabras. Son sus más mínimos detalles, imperceptibles al ojo de cualquiera, pero no al mío, porque, definitivamente, es Ella. Son sus movimientos, no me los quisiera perder por nada en el mundo. Son sus ojos claramente amarronados, con una pizca de eso y una gota de aquello: el complemento del suplemento.spa
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dc.titlePreludio de un sueño hecho realidad…spa
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dc.publisher.facultyFacultad de Ciencias Socialesspa
dc.publisher.placeEnvigado, Colombiaspa
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dc.source.tituloRevistaAbreviadaPsicoespaciosspa
dc.description.abstractengIt's Her, ”I thought. It's your everything. It is his presence. It is his character. It is his bearing. It's his tone when he speaks, his voice. It's his smile. It is his look. It is your breathing, neither slow nor fast, moderate. It is what it has that captivates me. It is its essence. It is her perfume. They are their ways. They are your joys and sorrows. They are their laughs and their cries. They are her tears. They are your feelings and thoughts. They are your resentments. They are their anguish. They are your ideas. They are his words. They are its smallest details, imperceptible to anyone's eye, but not mine, because, definitely, it is Her. They are his movements, I would not want to miss them for anything in the world. It's her distinctly brownish eyes, with a hint of that and a drop of that: the supplement to the supplement.spa
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