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si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
el sentarse en su eje de balancín que espera su té
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
hombre frío severo
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
caído tan
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
tengo gusto de ella

 



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