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De tus mentiras me he de alimentar sin rechistar,
cómo un ave que se niega a volar,
dentro de esta jaula me he de quedar.
¿Qué será de mi en este cautiverio autoimpuesto?
Si mis alas he arrancado,
con tal de pasar toda una vida a tu lado.
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