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protégeme como a la niña de tus ojos, escóndeme bajo la sombra de tus alas
En lo secreto de tu presencia
Ocultame bajo tu mano a cubierto de los enredos de las lenguas
destruye a los que buscan su recompensa en este mundo
de salmos 17:8 , 27:5 ; 31:20
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I can kill this feeling if I want to
I really feel this love in my heart …. ❤️ algun dia mi pecho explotará y salpicará al mundo entero
vivir en todo caso es peligroso
The last thread of naivety
At the root of the confessional act—whether in a poem or on a reality TV show—seems to be the pleasure, conscious or not, of publicly avowing one’s misery, of showcasing one’s lowered status, of turning the “loss of face” into a new face, a smashed, pulverized face, the face of the smacked, stunned, and vanquished. I may be humiliated, but because I am seen in the process of exhibiting my shame, I therefore gain the pleasure of exemplarity. To be exemplary—to be an example, a whipping boy, for the amusement of passersby—to be a placard, an admonitory parable—to be a star of suffering.
-Wayne Koestenbaum, Humiliation
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