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Poem Number 219
Hoy lo unico que quiero es matarte
aunque a veces soy yo la que quiero morir
¿como se puede perdonar a un asesino?
cuando el insoportable dolor
se ha disfrazado ya de rabia infinita?
El corazon llora en desconsuelo
y el unico alivio es la mirada al infinito
Tomare la espada cristalina del discernimiento
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ustedes, 19 hombres sin mas palabra o imaginación que un nombre impuesto


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