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apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
como águilas en colmo ascendente
he sabido el silencio de las estrellas y del mar
debajo del timón del guerrero
cuál era él los motores dichos
en la esfera
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
vea que me doy usted

 



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