Arden las cortinas…
ExtÃngueles…ya
Que inflaman tu silueta,
Que se funde con las brasas
Y apagan tu existencia.
Silencio de humareda,
Ahoga mi mirada.
Ambiente que sofoca…
Tus cenizas las esparce el viento.
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