La Lluvia de Botero – Juan Lobo
Llegó sin aviso ni permiso ni timbres secos. Colgó en…
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Comprar una pequeña isla en el archipiélago, a un batir…
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Habito un lugar lóbrego y sombrío Que cual titánico bostezo…
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