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The poet who retreats to the mountains from the altitude of its pinnacles He composes his verses for

freedom I come to you to cast out my poems: I am a sincere man from an island Where I saw an old man in chains beaten I was young . I wanted independence. I still want it now in my exile Oh my river of valor and courage You are the power that ignites a deep ode A friend is a treasure greater than gold One who is loyal who loves happiness While decadent and reactionary Forces collude, revolutionary.

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