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pecas y lunares

Me he aprendido de memoria
Esos rincones incógnitos;
Donde se encuentran
esas pequeñas manchas,
de color marrón.

Como un astronauta,
He recorrido y explorado
ese infinito universo
que tiene impregnado en su piel.

Con mis labios y mis manos
he trazado sus galaxias,
Y descubierto las más
bellas constelaciones.
Verdaderamente,
Las más eminentes estrellas.
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