After discovering it, hate some have taken it to the sea. We are many prisoners in a square world. At least we have his poems to remember. Alfonsin, of course:
Squares and angles (Alfonsina Storni)
Homes
row, houses strung strung
houses.
square, square, square. Homes
strung.
People already have the soul square
ideas straight and angle on the back. I myself have poured
a tear yesterday,
God, square.
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