Cumpliendo con mi oficiopiedra con piedra, pluma a pluma,pasa el invierno y dejasitios abandonados,habitaciones muertas:yo trabajo y trabajo,debo substituirtantos olvidos,llenar de pan las tinieblas,fundar otra vez la esperanza.

-Pablo Neruda

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