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then ...

rumor now opens the centuries,

and the truth will come out in cataract

clouds will rise, and the rats

Boat flee once again.

Because the time has come, my beloved,

it back to the land of origin,

and the heavens sing me a party

which thrives on the floor.

Because the year has come, my beloved,

they trample the ground again,

and the ruins of walls and castles

singing will West's voice.

The language that the language calling me

books rain seeps into my hands.

And everyone and everything that emerges

is that again and again I LOVE YOU .

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First Tunisia, Egypt now ...

seems that the world begins to put on pants.

One writer began a hunger strike calling for his country a more just democracy.

to see if this time he is dreaming of the alarm, my blessed Earth!

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you

is

the legend tag

inserted into my horizon

gray.

Das

a step toward my hand

and in a gesture

break ten thousand mirrors

without me.

You have

virtue of angels

attached to demonic

order

closing

all my outputs

and deepening the wounds

there.

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would not reign in your zoo.

I would not be the king of your harem.

not circumvent a howl anthroposophical

with my barking cruel.

shoes I would not spend

procurándote an appointment more pleasant,

or sandals ever reach you

to replace me as saying.

not like to hide when the jet

force the door with his pick,

happens that more rain is hot

close, and higher my legs.

I would not take off his tie,

that, that you got by mistake.

not go one day the sky as Laika

to testify in your favor.

are so many, so dense and feline

the thousand and one things that I would not,

that show caninísimamente

do not want, do not want, and I do not want;

when you gave your hand, maula ungrateful

you took the widths to pocket

and I are only three fours,

that neither pa 'trick, not to underwear.