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Sunday, August 20, 2006
Cada cinco segundos muere un niño de hambre

The Angel that presided o'er my birth
Said, "Little creature, formed of joy and mirth,
Go love without the help of any thing on earth

-William Blake

No me digas que no te importa

(Foto: David Gillander)

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