yesterday killed one person I loved. In Cold Blood.
This is Argentina I'm embarrassed and afraid. The I do not want my child or for any decent person. I know that death has the ability to go anywhere but has no right to go well, hand traitors and cowards. Hopefully
rot and fall off one by one those bloody fingers, so that never again can touch an innocent. Hopefully ferment their eyes on the bowls, so that never again see the sunlight and the eyes of their children.
meanwhile, that his soul rest where rest the souls of good people. Because he deserved it. Is forever in my heart.
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