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de nuestros lugares ocultados
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
ciudad que no es una ciudad
todavía trece ańos
fui arriba y abajo de las calles
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
déme
nunca en toda mi vida

 



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