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The courtine shakes with the cold wind of september monday
the winter has finished, but not the cold, the humidity and the bad feeling of San Borja
the window it´s made of steel, glass and light, will says Le Corbusier
the hardest concret, the english tongue of religious college
the grey uniform, the smiling fog that born in the forest
the green eyes, the dark eye-glasses and disonancias
books and lectures, only one world,
sign by sign, idea by idea
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