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El ángel
de pie me sonríe Me mira Me busca Suplica… Paso, lo miro Le sonrío Suplico Lo busco… Nos miramos un instante… Nos perdimos Ya no estamos. Corrimos Aullamos Saltamos. Le rompo las alas Me destroza la mirada... Cansados Suplicamos. Desandamos el camino Suspiramos… Le dejo una moneda no era un ángel… No era yo la que lloraba. Pasamos… FATAMORGANA Patricia Lara Arriagada
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