me pregunto que tal
si no te hubieras ido
si siguieras aquí
en este mundo de locos
que sería de tu vida?
serías felíz?
serías tan pícaro como entonces?
ó te habrían doblegado los años
correteando sueños de papel..
me gustaría sentarme
conversar contigo
decirte que lo siento.
hacer las paces
y decirte adiós.
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