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no cuelgue ninguna guirnalda
mire detrás con los ojos longing y sepa que seguiré
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
aquí cae ninguna luz
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
nunca en toda mi vida
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
para mirar todo el dia la onda azul encresparse y romperse
he echado el mundo

 



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