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María Cristina Azcona Today
the world is fashion world. Girls
are starving...Pushing down themselves to death... Human
brains becoming smaller, two sizes smaller (Some of them , well known, everywhere). Virtue
is gone... Society
in loneliness A monkey
is looking at himself Mediatic
people in scandal shows... There
are some couples making love And children
working like the slaves Man is
using new trainers: "2000"trainers. This
is time to think and grow up. We must
return over our steps. Return
to depth of soul. And only
in this way
This
is the translation of the poem:
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