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Siesta,
preludio de esta muerte súbita,
pava, yerba, mate
todo en ese orden
(Té para vos y vos)
Otra vez estamos a la mesa,
tomándonos las manos
sin saberlo,
tan solo el disparate del tele de fondo,
riendo,
entre la certeza de querernos,
pero sin decirlo.
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