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0 comments | Saturday, January 27, 2007

Son los arbustos que bajan por el río
las migajas que marcaron el camino
es la marca de esta calle
ya no hay nadie en el baile
Son las estatuas del olvido

Es domingo
tanto vacío !
mejor me hubiera quedado en casa
esquivando balas
tapado con sábanas
pensando en grande.

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