Soledad que te pegas a mi alma
en la dulce soledad de este campo de otoño.
No hay momentos de sosiego.
RebeldÃa pura de amores sin amores.
Ilusiones puras y puros conformismos
intentando levantar el espÃritu nostálgico
de querer estar contigo y nunca estarlo.
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