Delirio
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Last published Sat, Jan 24, 2015
Gozamos del ausente delirio
que se desvanece con tu suspiro.
Preguntamos videntes al mundo
de todo aquello que hemos olvidado.
Pensamos en quien nos ha olvidado
y deseamos lo que se nos ha ido
de las manos.
El tiempo no puede volver mentira
lo que en algún momento fue verdad.
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