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(Roxana Miranda Rupailaf - Osorno) I was born in my mothers milk, costume smell of womans blood. The land embraced my feet, recognized me life. The flight of birds did shake my soul, the wind was my childhood friend. It brought me drizzle the wet eyes of my grandmother. And it was my eco sinking in the foliage, the response of the laurel planted by the Sun. In: Huenún, Jaime. 20 poets contemporary mapuche. LOM Ediciones, 2003.

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