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sorry poem

el amo de destinos humanos es yo
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
veo todos los ingenios humanos
para mirar todo el dia la onda azul encresparse y romperse
el aire es como una mariposa
con la puesta del sol
éstos sean
estoy viejo y oculto
en pasillos del sueńo usted vagó cerca
se hace el día

 



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