661
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661
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Se baja el cielo y se pierden distancias,
Con un perfume lleno de arrogancias,
En un acilo en medio de uniformes,
Es un acuario que no se ve conforme,
Es tan absurdo, dedos de frente,
Tomando cloro se ve tan diferente…
Y me faltan palabras, para poder decir,
Que han perdido la gracia, como lo puedo decir…
Soñó que le llegaba un tiro en la espalda,
Montaña rusa sin saber que le pasa,
Se vuelcan autos, viven tranquilos,
Un vagabundo abre su caja de vino….
Cerré los ojos, combo micrero,
Olor a uva, el hormiguero,
Que es ignorancia?, que es coherencia?
Es competencia?!...
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