La esperanza tan dulce, tal pulida, tan triste.
La promesa tan leve no me sirve.
No me sirve tan mansa la esperanza, la rabia tan sumisa, tan débil, tan humilde.
El furor tan prudente no me sirve.
No me sirve tan sabia tanta rabia.
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