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The wounds are not mine, not ours and the wounds unite us and the walls divide us How can I heal when the "they" continue finding new...

I was born in the mouth of the Río Bravo the untamable river the wild roots of the crystaline waters that traverse our bodies I was born...

by Arnoldo García Soy del otro lado del lado bravo del lado tuyo del lado izquierdo donde tengo el nido para tus abrazos Soy del otro...