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Yungay,
Here it is your
landscape,
here it is your verb
You become
vision,
when beams to
play with your hands
in your
silhouette of queen
the passionate
light to twilight
and the delicate
rays of the vesper.
Yungay,
here it is your
poem,
because you have
the aristocracy of your ancestry,
of your nobility
and your value.
Extract of the poem "Yungay
you are a poem of the Huascarán to the Huansacay" written by the Dr.
Robert Aris Guzmán in 1968.
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