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Mi pobre pose es un poso de niñez
Un muro de humo que inunda ese rincón
Con un suspiro recorta el eslabón
Que en tus sueños calqué
Silban las cadenas-venas
El tótem de tu ayer murió
Morir es culpa de vivir
Mil trozos de humo no inundan el total
De mis pobres sueños de nacer
Un muro de humo que inunda ese rincón
Con un suspiro recorta el eslabón
Que en tus sueños calqué
Silban las cadenas-venas
El tótem de tu ayer murió
Morir es culpa de vivir
Mil trozos de humo no inundan el total
De mis pobres sueños de nacer
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Writer(s): Roberto Sánchez Fransesch
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