Omar Rodríguez-López locomocion capilar

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I met you, against the wall
Two strangers, it's one step less
And in the desert sea the light transcends
I see your feelings, I washed my face for you
I shuddered , I wanted to return
You are part of me, too late
And in the January sun they will be gathered
The remains of the fire and the color of truth
There is no more of this place
The face of the truth is leaving
There is no more of this place
We lost credibility
There is no more of this place
Time will forget us

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