There are images fill of so many feelings and emotions that they are difficult to translate into words, but they remain engraved in the depths of the soul where forgetting does not have space.

Six years have passed since the sad news, the death of Chavez and it feels the same as if it had been yesterday, only that as time progresses the certainty of his words becomes indisputable when one leaves, one does not leave, one stays around and thus he is the best friend of Cuba of all its history, he stays in the heart of the Homeland, in his people and in all the revolutionaries of the world.

He is there in the Mountain Barracks, eternal rebel and energetic soldier in defense of his beloved Venezuela, in the neighborhoods where the present is defined and the future is being fought, warning and above all guiding and accompanying the Venezuelans.

Chávez is multiplied life, is a paradigm of that new man humanity needs to overcome hatred, evil and injustice.

From Chávez I take his smile, his enraged verb, his hurricane strength, his optimism, his teaching and charisma, his infinite love for Fidel and Cuba.

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