{"id":495,"date":"2020-12-12T09:05:56","date_gmt":"2020-12-12T08:05:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ateneoescurialense.org\/literatura\/?page_id=495"},"modified":"2020-12-12T09:09:50","modified_gmt":"2020-12-12T08:09:50","slug":"revista-oriflama-no37-jul-dic-2020","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/ateneoescurialense.org\/literatura\/revista-oriflama-no37-jul-dic-2020\/","title":{"rendered":"Revista Oriflama n\u00ba37, Jul-Dic 2020"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Oriflama no es un t\u00edtulo casual. Oriflama es el oro, la llama, la pluma que nos va dejando la apalabra escrita, la palabra, esa que se enarbola contra viento y marea por los cinco continentes. Voces que se nos unen hermanando concierto, Poes\u00eda, sentires de los pueblos y los hombres de buena voluntad porque no se arrepienten de lo que son ni reprochan a los dem\u00e1s por su ra\u00edz o su patria.<\/p>\n