Alive
Don't worry about meYou won't find me anyway
And don't think it's because you don't see me
Who am I to say these things?
Aren't you reading me now?
Y esto lo oyes de un gringo no tan guüero
El gabacho y Ollanta
Sleep between these green pages
Feeding all animals
Until we're hungry
Maldiga el hombre
Curse those who can't love
But love what you hate
Don't make the ladder to your heart so tall and narrow!
God is dead for now!
We are alive!
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