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y mi nombre es veraz
miré sobre el cielo glorioso
quién ama la lluvia
vivido por la orilla
evidenciado en la luz tenue en sus ojos
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frĂ­o
el solo puño apretado levantado y alista
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
cĂłmo como las estrellas es este el blanco, las caras sin nombre
aquí miente una señora más hermosa
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
nunca en toda mi vida

 



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