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Creatura March was 20, I looked at the navel and wrote a poem, without thinking that there might be someone on the other side (XXV) and Matias Bonilla Gsus

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Hurry, because my senses are numb

some blue light hurts his memoirs that rumor

voices need to bring my own life I chains.

Run, to ensure the material are immortal killing me

this desire to stone my anxiety cloudy in your flat

because I can not just your skin with

I can not with a mystery that only fierce resistance to gaps

I can not with the earth resounding no

me back if you do not give in to the heroism complacent

words and fill my pale blue sterile final.

ANA PÉREZ Cañamares (20 YEAR)

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