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  • Bajo el sol y el polvo, en medio de montañas y lagos... aquí en medio de una riqueza detenida, regreso desde otro sol a mi propio sol, cansado y curtido al mismo tiempo, joven y viejo, siendo de aquí y de allá... camino, respiro, clavo la mirada en el suelo que es mío y no es mío, regreso y regreso sin regreso.

    Under the sun and dust, in the midst of mountains and lakes ... here in the midst of a wealth arrested, another sun to return from my own sun, tired and tanned at the same time, young and old, being from here and there ... walking, breathing, stared at the floor that is mine and not mine, and return back without return.
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