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a alguno los dioses gordos
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
todos tragan los años
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
cuando miraba en sus ojos
las canciones antiguas
un cielo que nunca ha sabido el sol, la luna o las estrellas
plantemos

 



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