Homero Aridjis
until the doors of your city fortified
inviolable statutes
welcoming me as an inhabitant of life that unfolds
you like rain on your head
silence Gradually I impregnaré
you to smoke it in your voice
light in your eyes and click on my shoulders
When you reach your future
fall you discover the face of men
to
food in your vessels to nourish hope come
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