.En la tierra del ruido
Y la prositución
Y las calles mugrientas
Con mercados hambrientos
Que perforan la estacion
Como largas culebras.
Los mocosos se trepan y
Se van hacia el sol
En los trenes de piedra.
Los mocosos se trepan y
Se van hacia el sol
En los.
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