know his name
"No, I knew, but was cleared when they gave the order to bite the earth. " has changed everything around here. If it were not know to be the rain that has red earth would say that is blood. No doubt we are at peace. No one raises his voice or hand. Walk wondering what to do for this, what to do for that. We settled very easy without saying anything. Send us an office to another while asking Right here clears the name of the dead? "If I have thought for some time, why I do not remember your name?". At our hope if we found at least the dead to tell their death and stuff. There with rifles who killed them were buried without a name. They went first to dig the trench guns. You can see the future in the holes left where were the eyes. If you blow into the mouth begin to speak without rest until we kill or show them the guns. There are some very small they did not know his name but had to delete it. Is this where you delete the name of the dead? Yes, who is the dead? "yet and will use his last name." They swam to reach the surface, but did nothing to get out alive. A photograph will help him afloat in the depths of the earth into the air. Do not call them by name because I do not know if already died. then wait to die. "Oh, I forget the forgetting of your memory." hoped that they had forgotten. If we accept we are just bones with no name, but we can not believe that we embrace and mourn with their names. Perhaps not rain and blood, but our red eyes that keep our land. We rescued a memory whenever we delete a name, we are the air that enters the office and move the papers. If you are a ghost town chasing the dead to let us live the cart that are not using. If they knew that what happens is that is missing for twenty years. We can not bury him with papers. "I can not bury enterito as I knew." live scratching the earth and confusing our bones live with the bones of the dead. We always say that it is here where we can find. Neither the picture nor the language nor the traces of their teeth at that back. bring proof of the size of his teeth that he is buried or locked in the barracks. Someone came to our house either bolus. Somat the walls because I could not find the door. He removed his shirt when he saw us and gave us back. He was threatened with a machete to go away. We saw a scar on the back. Began to speak saying that the scar was a bite of my husband. When he spoke I recognized it was my brother. He said he could not take it anymore. He pulled out a gun and put it on the head. "I never met him until he gave the order to kill him. For twenty years I am thinking of deleting his name, but now you will you. Seen yet and will use his name. Oh, I forget the forgetting of your memory. You can not bury enterito how you met him, not to me. Out of my back scar and bring it to a judge. Tell him where exactly is to scratch the earth to find it, will draw more teeth other than kill. Take me back to match your teeth with the tracks. "
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