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OPIUM IN THE CLOUDS

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By means of textual comprehension and literary appropriation, different parameters and rootedness in the author's intentions will be taken into account, thus determining components in which the reader will have the possibility of feeling affinity in the trajectory of his reading and submerging through this to satisfy needs: communicative, informative, aesthetic. This motivates the reader to make an effort to understand a text at the moment of reading, it influences the reader's comprehension.


The components of this fragment are reflected by the interpretation, coherence and cohesion of the texts, allowing the lower reader to over-read and improve the language, strengthen the concentration and above all nourish the imagination of the individual.

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By means of textual comprehension and literary appropriation, different parameters and rootedness in the author's intentions will be taken into account, thus determining components in which the reader will have the possibility of feeling affinity in the trajectory of his reading and submerging through this to satisfy needs: communicative, informative, aesthetic. This motivates the reader to make an effort to understand a text at the moment of reading, it influences the reader's comprehension. The components of this fragment are reflected by the interpretation, coherence and cohesion of the texts, allowing the lower reader to over-read and improve the language, strengthen the concentration and above all nourish the imagination of the individual.

by ERIKA CAMBINDO CUENU
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I met you at the Opium Tease and you told me your name was Harlem and you also told me you liked whisky , sunny and so many other things I don't . I told you my name was Gary , Gary and that I had just died in the chair and you didn't me . You thought I was crazy , that maybe I'd had too much to drink and you went to the dance floor to take off your , to drip a little sweat here and there while they played Boys Don't Cry and I a beer and I saw you there from the bar and I you a bit like Boys Don't Cry , a bit like morning and you kept your thighs , your eyes , maybe you were up at those lights that like tomatoes , you were looking for God in the of those yellow and red that were turning over your head , of your dreams of rotten apples and when Boys Don't Cry over you turned to me and we started talking , we about everything , I think I about your cigarettes and I asked you to let me spend the night with you but you told me no way , that it wasn't possible and I wanted to write your name in the sky .

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