<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683391267926526318</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:29:05.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>•Caja de cartón</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>caja_de_caton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18180871827926483408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683391267926526318.post-8246116668534696611</id><published>2008-06-07T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:46:43.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gallo rojo  gallo negro</title><content type='html'>Cuando canta el gallo negro es que ya se acaba el día.&lt;br /&gt;¡Si cantara el gallo rojo,otro gallo cantaría!&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay! ¡Si es que yo miento que el cantar que yo canto lo borre el viento!&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay! Qué desencanto si me borrara el viento lo que yo canto!&lt;br /&gt;Se encontraron en la arena los dos gallos frente a frente.&lt;br /&gt;El gallo negro era grande pero el rojo era valiente.&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay! ¡Si es que yo miento que el cantar que yo canto lo borre el viento!&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay! Qué desencanto si me borrara el viento lo que yo canto!&lt;br /&gt; Se miraron cara a cara y atacó el negro primero.&lt;br /&gt;El gallo rojo es valiente  pero el negro es traicionero&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay! ¡Si es que yo miento que el cantar que yo canto lo borre el viento!&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay! Qué desencanto si me borrara el viento lo que yo canto!&lt;br /&gt;Gallo negro, gallo negro,Gallo negro te lo advierto: no se rinde el gallo rojo&lt;br /&gt;más que cuando está ya muerto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1683391267926526318-8246116668534696611?l=estaraciego.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/feeds/8246116668534696611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1683391267926526318&amp;postID=8246116668534696611' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/8246116668534696611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/8246116668534696611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/2008/06/gallo-rojo-gallo-negro.html' title='gallo rojo  gallo negro'/><author><name>caja_de_caton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18180871827926483408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683391267926526318.post-7911854456820758467</id><published>2008-06-07T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:30:44.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>Mis manos desnudas exigen una explicación . No quiero esto para mi vida, no quiero esta mierda de mundo para mis hijos, es por eso que me encuentro en este camino, no quiero cambiar tu forma de pensar. Corazón resignado tu ya debes tener, con tantas mentiras en tu vida, viviendo la mentira de ellos, viviendo mi propia verdad. No te quiero imponer lo que yo sé. Quiero que te des cuenta por tus ojos. Y el hombre cada día mata mi árbol, quemando mis libros y matando a mis hijos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1683391267926526318-7911854456820758467?l=estaraciego.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/feeds/7911854456820758467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1683391267926526318&amp;postID=7911854456820758467' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/7911854456820758467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/7911854456820758467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/2008/06/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>caja_de_caton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18180871827926483408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683391267926526318.post-5870769150952557031</id><published>2008-05-27T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:03:34.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ya estoy cansado de caminar&lt;br /&gt;Me aburrí  de sentir &lt;br /&gt;Vamos juntos de la mano&lt;br /&gt;A dormir  al cuarto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sientes mi respiración&lt;br /&gt;Fuerte en tu pecho,&lt;br /&gt;Se agota con el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Frió es el viento,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas veces estaré &lt;br /&gt;En el mismo lugar&lt;br /&gt;La misma gente &lt;br /&gt;El mismo comentario&lt;br /&gt;Guardo los  recuerdos en las calles.&lt;br /&gt;Las mías apestan&lt;br /&gt;A ratas podridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1683391267926526318-5870769150952557031?l=estaraciego.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/feeds/5870769150952557031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1683391267926526318&amp;postID=5870769150952557031' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/5870769150952557031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/5870769150952557031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1683391267926526318-581196224312865046?l=estaraciego.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/feeds/581196224312865046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1683391267926526318&amp;postID=581196224312865046' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/581196224312865046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/581196224312865046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/2008/05/que-oculta-la-mirada-del-hombre-que.html' title=''/><author><name>caja_de_caton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18180871827926483408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683391267926526318.post-6444079939565970594</id><published>2008-05-11T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:32:17.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxEkSc6Qp90/SCeXrNn2sqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/sm74f32Kqsg/s1600-h/wd_21_cov%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199291063469519522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxEkSc6Qp90/SCeXrNn2sqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/sm74f32Kqsg/s320/wd_21_cov%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;El camino será difícil, sobre todo con tanto hambriento de carne humana, que se muera de envidia la luna al ver nuestros cuerpos entre la sangre de los desamparados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1683391267926526318-6444079939565970594?l=estaraciego.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/feeds/6444079939565970594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1683391267926526318&amp;postID=6444079939565970594' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/6444079939565970594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1683391267926526318/posts/default/6444079939565970594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estaraciego.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-camino-ser-difcil-sobre-todo-con.html' title=''/><author><name>caja_de_caton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18180871827926483408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxEkSc6Qp90/SCeXrNn2sqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/sm74f32Kqsg/s72-c/wd_21_cov%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683391267926526318.post-1504403092055115272</id><published>2008-05-11T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:52:44.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;puede ser&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MENTIRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La &lt;/span&gt;muerte &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;puede ser&lt;/span&gt; VERDAD&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1683391267926526318-1504403092055115272?l=estaraciego.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1683391267926526318.post-5701813125038493295</id><published>2007-05-21T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:32:17.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxEkSc6Qp90/RlH8Xra8MVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kqIcrvc12JE/s1600-h/Fernando_Manso._Mujer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxEkSc6Qp90/RlH8Xra8MVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kqIcrvc12JE/s320/Fernando_Manso._Mujer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067108539491430738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Estarás ciego en el momento menos indicado, cuando todo se vuelva una realidad explícita en el momento de los hechos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Te caerás y no podrás ver el camino &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;elegido&lt;/span&gt;, pero siempre tendrás tus pies en el lugar adecuado, con las pistas desunidas en la claridad de tus ojos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Estarás ciego cuando ya nada puedas ver, tus manos tu espanto te tendrán aferrado al suelo, con tu alma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rebosada&lt;/span&gt; entre las hojas secas de un otoño tímido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1683391267926526318-5701813125038493295?l=estaraciego.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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