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| Alessio Pozzi |
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| Andrea Girotto |
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| Daniel Rumfelt |
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| Danny Swarsbrick |
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| David Castilla |
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| Dmitrij Bessalov |
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| Duane Moreno |
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| Edmundo Perdomo |
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| Gustavo Bastos |
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| Jhon Burjack |
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| Jose Parra |
Man in Black
And suck of the grey sea
To the left, and the wave
Unfists against the dun
Barb-wired headland of
The Deer Island prison
With its trim piggeries,
Hen huts and cattle green
To the right, and March ice
Glazes the rock pools yet,
Snuff-colored sand cliffs rise
Over a great stone spit
Bared by each falling tide,
And you, across those white
Stones, strode out in you dead
Black coat, black shoes, and your
Black hair till there you stood,
Fixed vortex on the far
Tip, riveting stones, air,
All of it, together.
Sylvia Plath























































