Aquà tengo una hoja,
una oreja, un susurro,
un pensamiento:
voy a vivir otra vez,
me duelen las raÃces,
el pelo,
me sonrÃe la boca:
me levanto
porque ha salido el sol.
Porque ha salido el sol.
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