or the stranger that is reflected in it.
nefarious accomplice who knows my truth
not stand that face mocking I
waves from the Tatar and her eyes that reflect concern
hope that beyond the corridor of my dreams
on a day where the creator of vermin know the dancer from the sewers
can I recover the freshness of my bygone
while Therefore I will continue this sad greeting broken mirror of what I was and could be
written by: eduardo unhealthy 
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