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Carlos del Puente
English

They will serve for the fire of silences.

viernes, julio 29, 2022
 The books came out fertilized with words. Silk cocoons. Chapters to come out. Page by page. They danced to the rhythm of the origins. The origins unraveling. The wind time unraveling. Last time train. He sticks his tongue out mockingly in the distance. Always sowing fields of words. A dry land eventually drying. Until the leaves fall from the cobs. They drip from...

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