Reasons

An empty notebook, a new possibility. The creation is crowded, it contracts, it expands.

Brother, I would like to tell you so many things. I would like to tell you about what unites us. I want to explain to you the riches of our differences. Would you open the door to Freedom?

I can not tell you anything, as long as your heart stays armored. Your mind is cold as a dead man.

Yes, brother, Yes.

Brother tell the dead man who lives inside you to abandon the hate that does not let you live.

Lía Olga Herrera Soto