La noche surge con el humo denso
del cigarrillo y de la chimenea.
La noche surge envuelta en su manto de polvo.
El polvo asciende, lento.
Y de un cielo impasible,
cada vez m谩s cercano y m谩s compacto,
llueve ceniza.
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