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dulce y fuerte
el sentarse en su eje de balancín que espera su té
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
escrito en una noche del vuelo
una pluma del acero
vi con los ojos abiertos
en la medianoche
mejore que el granito
era muchas y mucho hace un año

 



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