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The troughs...
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the long troughs emerging isolated
on the immense field...
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smoothed by so many tongues...
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where the cattle comes
for the salt...
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that purifies its flesh and skin.
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Did it ever cross your mind,
even for a short moment...
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to open the dirty clothes
hamper in the bathroom?
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Did you ever think
of dwelving in...
:47:20
to carefully remove each and every
intimate garment of the family?
:47:26
I dragged up a shred of each
of us when I dug there.
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No one heard each one cry
like I did, Pedro.
:47:41
I knew the family's every mood...
:47:44
moulding away in the vinegary,
rotten smell...
:47:47
of the cold, vein-ridden walls
of a dirty clothes hamper.
:47:52
No one stuck their hands
in like I did!
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No one felt the loneliness more.