.Tan solitarios, tan insensibles,
Cuántos humanos sólo van y viven,
Contaminados por dentro y fuera,
Marchando al ritmo alienante de un sistema
Izquierda... Derecha... Derecha... Izquierda...
Van sin preguntar y sin respuestas,
Hacen del tiempo una estúpida promes.
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