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cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
habĂ­a tres en el prado al lado del arroyo
camino abajo de las trayectorias del jardĂ­n
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
una vez este césped suave
algĂşn se quejĂł al amo
qué nosotros ahora hará
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras
suavemente llorando

 



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