"29.-We have arrived like negation so you can exterminate us in the attempt. You have to decide. Which mental measure. With which lapse and at what interval. Think of time. As you do every day. Time generates questions for girls. Distance generates measures for girls. It gives us what's fair. We, the girls, wear your mask of perfect presidency. We sing like girls and we stick out our animal tongues. Girls - without iron and without wood - work like slave flowers, collecting honey. We are like an enchanting rain of petals. May they visit us. May they admire the miracle of walking over the girls, over their blood. May they experience the sky walking."
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