la verdad se seca

conmigo te casarias,
si estuviero casado ya,
dentro mares ondos,
azules y sabrosos,
me tiro,
sin lagrimas del rio,
ni el barrio,
tristeza en bolsas del mercadillo,
para el grifo,
que se seca la verdad.

"You're an empire now, but when we act, we'll ressurect our own reality. And while you're crushing that reality -- desperately, as you will -- we'll act again, creating other new realities, which you can crush too, and that's how things will sort out. We're history's creators . . . and you, all of you, will be left to just watch what we do."

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