Mirarte a veces dolor me da tan malherida por la incivilidad as铆 en polvo me convertir茅 y en r谩fagas de viento me dispersare
Ya sabes que tus bosques son mi vida al respirar
MI HERMOSA TIERRA GRACIAS DIOS!
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