Libertad Lo prohibido siempre sabrá a humano (lo sabe Dios, es la libertad) Mi alma es una. Única y triste. Sin ti. Vuela, paloma mía, mi mano está y tiene pan. Ahí, el cielo vastísimo. Aquí, el alma mía.
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