¨INANE ITS SICK BODY ¨ Useless its Sick body Pale and disfigured; It conceals more I show The value of the beautiful thing is not the long-awaited thing … Gorge its subtle(fine) figure Confused for the beautiful image Longing for that of a Goddess; Forgetting that she is a star... Is not absurd beauty the appearance? The perfect beauty is in the soul; The beauty of the body gets worn The one for that we all look is pagan … Between so many material search The perdition confuses us in the abnormal thing; Sticking of the substantial thing, When the libido is not an elementary part … Meanwhile Glamor nobody we are Perfect The interior culture is who corrects; The exterior(foreign) beauty is a clear The powerful virtue is in the heart … The pain in the body is a bitter dose The pain in the soul and heart we provoke them; The Physicians relieve skillfully our pathologies But in ¨Dios ¨ and in them are the Miracles; The constant inconveniences are mutilating us It is the Eternal Peace for what Patients we look; And if still not, it touches us We keep On Fighting. LIC. DIANA PIÑÓN MEDINA. (LAWYER)
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