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| [Este texto, tienes que leerlo en english] The power of jungle Who would have believed that your word would fall upon this field of snowfalls and horses harnessed to bizarre sledges?! Who would have believed that the strontium has a sense in this metamorphosis of years powdered with childish skills and evening stars followed through the mangers of the night, by bulls with the horn of fire and undressed women and eyes reddened of sleepiness and cigarette smoke?! Keep back the tiger! It went beyond the regular line of the jungle and roars at us greedily pounded in the office of the money factory Keep back the tiger, pull out its teeth there it hid the parents and the agonies of the evening, pull out its fur striped by the Moon, underneath it is hidden the power of jungle!... From under the bleeding claws, the feline turns up! The woman squeezes out of the warm blood Like a blooming rose propping up Thorns in the freshness of her lips! Stop the woman! She went beyond the regular line of the jungle, In her hot blood… Time hid its seed!
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