De un extremo al otro de las horas te espero. Agitado entre ambos llamo a lo que encierras, a tus oscuras intenciones bajo esa sonrisa del alma. Es el dolor una esperanza que arde. Es el resumen de las horas secas. Se me cortan las manos al saborear tu vida. Temo morir en el intento. Y las horas cortan la vida en trocitos comestibles. Así sucede la vida cerca de su boca.
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