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tome mis pulseras
los días hypocritic
hermano, soy fuego
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
las sombras de las naves
dios
quizás
veo todos los ingenios humanos
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?

 



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