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thousands of blows reach your body
diffusing so painlessly

today there is a smile of immortality on your lips
tomorrow dried bloody bile will take its place

caverns of advices shattered the skin
caverns of advices slit the entrails

indicators of life or converters of death
giving sound to silent arms
that beat to the rhythm
of hymn of dying

soon the triumphal face of the clock
distorted in the mirror of time
will prevail
over the putrescent bodies
like a gigantic vulture
in the eyes of its only master

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