"Sou um bicho de cabelo cansado
de ser lavado todos os dias
Da necessidade de reciclagem
Na cabeça e na alma vazia.
Um bicho cansado das próprias necessidades
Da distância entre o possível e os ideais
Das amizades mantidas por trocas
Das verdades irreais.
Do mesmo rosto,da mesma raça.
Um bicho fino e cru
Quase morto,mórbido e faminto
Que precisa urgentemente
Ir à caça."
Clara Cuevas
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