Bunbury
Radical Sonora
I will weave a sacred bond
between the girl, the city and me.
This is how our steps will rhyme.
And I place at her feet my veins
so that my blood may serve as alms,
and whatever distances are shortened,
may my memory magnify.
The rest are the others.
Others to our perfect mask.
At least we are no longer so alone.
I break my bonds and you set me free.
Gold is its skin.
Nine is its name.
br/>And I place my veins at his feet.
So that my blood may serve as alms,
and whatever distances are shortened,
my memory may magnify.

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