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I dream of countries, arms around waists of continents, slapping five without bombs and cold wars tucked treacherously behind backs. What do you dream of? I dream of shoes and socks without holes or blood, of gardens without hate or the smell of flesh sizzling in a soup of chemicals in the shade; I dream baby-swollen bellies and bells ringing triumphantly What do you dream of! I dream a dance of human hearts limbs coupling in grass without uniforms, badges or bayonets under eyelids What do you dream of!

OSlfUrt How Little Survives Our Wars, Osbun How little survives our wars of love ... how little survives, Oshun We march home our wounded hearts on crutches emotions encased in casts of fear smiles crippled, laughter limping wrapped in bandages of ice tenderness arrives last, uncertain and reeking with liquor on its drunk's breath Ah love, buried weapon still within our reach we return scarred and silent with conquest carrying this hymn in our eyes: ay, love, the last oils of my love are yearning burning in this barren ground burning low, low, low way, way down ay, love, the last oils ...

For Chile ... Corvalan .. for Chile ... Corvalan .. "out of an act of love" for your own land you invoked Walt WhitmanI, too, invoke you both: leaves of indispensable grass: to stand up: your leaves of love of political fire that still burns in the breast of this earth I sing IJMZIL. IYY. CIIlU. IYlC4RAOOA. NYD AJYOOlA A SOlYO our 01" 1tARLDf/37 Brazil, New York, Cbile, Nicaragua, and Angola for l'Ieruda iIIUIl'Ieto The giant who. AJIf Wbat Do You Dream Of? What do you dream of! I dream of countries, arms around waists of continents, slapping five without bombs and cold wars tucked treacherously behind backs.

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