El cangrejo puli贸
sus pinzas
a la sombra de un 谩rbol.
De pronto una ola
descubre blancos colmillos
y se traga sombra y cangrejo.
El cangrejo,
hundido en el lecho marino
se olvida de la arena ba帽ada de sol.
Shinkichi Takahashi
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