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And it looked like if the sun of the morning was awakening. That old man, who seemed that was sleeping, awoke like the bud of a flower that happily receives the light of the sun and the old man said: " Ki is a child that is born, is the tree that grows, the bird that flies in the sky covered with stars. It is like the voice of the plentiful river, even like the dreaming of the bear. It is the tender hand of the mother, the discipline of the father who honors justice and truth. ..continued>


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