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Abrazado por la pólvora
se encuentra mi ceñidor,
que anhelando su fragor,
busca vociferar entre el gentío.
Baja, Pulgar, hacia abajo,
hasta aquel botón coral,
en pos del fin suburbial,
deseando un comunal almadío*.

Mártir de aislado segundo;
héroe ante seis minutos...
Suicidas, santos enjutos
para nuestras ciudades enfermizas.
¡Sonríe bajo aires sacros,
a vírgenes celestiales,
frutas sobre manantiales
reinados mediante Alás entronizas*!

My girdle is beneath me,
embraced by gunpowder
that, longing for its roar,
seeks to shout among the crowd.
Get down, Thumb, down
towards that coral button,
in the pursuit of the suburban end;
in the pursuit of a collective death.

Martyr of a isolated second;
hero of six minutes ...
Terrorists, lean saints
for our sick cities.
Smile under sacred airs,
to heavenly virgins,
fruits over springs
reigned through a enthroned Allahs!
 
finna do the stanky leg to this
 
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