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vuelo alto, arraso
algunas veces, desapercibido
otras veces, aguardan mi paso
vuelo, y no alcanzo
acercarme porque escapo,
con las nubes de testigo,
surco un destino
un susurro,
sin fronteras,
como un viento,
naturalmente
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