Homero Aridjis
I must follow your body where two bodies
up your alley fight
and dangerously dark day has contact
with a light that does not correspond to feel
own and owned up to where the demolition of spells
not forgive the sound of the words I
follow your body until the end of the streets where greetings are
corner
wind and security
hands impossible wishes known constellations
does live in the unique equilibrium
shadow 
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