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Poema Difuminado

Dibujo estilo Art Brut

DIFUMINADO

Cuando en las esquinas huecas de la noche

                        siento el inhóspito iceberg de la soledad

 Difuminado viajo al fin del mundo

                                           allá donde la nada espera

 

Difuminado renazco 

Entre los acordes de las olas de mar

                         el viento y los rayos del sol

Atrapado en las telarañas de la infancia

                          conjuro el miedo en el aroma de azahar

 

Pero al despertar, difuminado,

El destino me desliza al misterio de la vida

                               donde colisiono con la realidad                                                                                      

Carlos

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