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mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
camino abajo de las trayectorias del jardín
las viejas canciones
he tenido un miedo en mi vida
para venir tan pronto a esto imaginaba obscuridad
amigo, que sonrisa ha venido ser
si él
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte

 



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