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Noé Cantú: Something else in mind
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Noé Cantú: A profession requiring specialized techniques and training
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Noé Cantú: Does this mean we're going pretty far from the city?
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Noé Cantú: The human body is a temple
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Noé Cantú: No longer any place for a big brother
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Noé Cantú: Women sharing a secret
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Noé Cantú: No matter how far away I try to go
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Noé Cantú: This is just the beginning of something
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Noé Cantú: It was the most boring town in the world
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Noé Cantú: I don't have a thing except my soul
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Noé Cantú: You can't choose how you're born, but you can choose how you die
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Noé Cantú: It might be better not to wish for such a thing
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Noé Cantú: We have very long arms
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Noé Cantú: Where you are about to set foot
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Noé Cantú: What comes as a payment for heavenly grace
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Noé Cantú: You have declined our offer
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Noé Cantú: Balance itself is the good
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Noé Cantú: More than I could count on my fingers
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Noé Cantú: Without your love
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Noé Cantú: Time now for ghosts
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Noé Cantú: What should I do?
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Noé Cantú: As long as this warmth remains
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Noé Cantú: Something kicking at the far edges of consciousness
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Noé Cantú: Alone, but not lonely
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Noé Cantú: No matter how long you keep quiet
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Noé Cantú: By the pricking of my thumbs
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Noé Cantú: Before the exit is blocked
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Noé Cantú: Is this what they mean by back to square one?
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Noé Cantú: I only have one pair of eyes
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Noé Cantú: Somewhere inside his head