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Falsos Conejos, naufragan del sombrero que viste el Rey Lagarto, profeta de la vibra, de la suya, de la buena.
Falsos Conejos, homicidas de silencios, condenados a tocar, rodar, volver al ruedo.
Falsos Conejos fugitivos por momentos, cautivos y carceleros detrás del humo espeso que no deja ver el suelo.
Falsos Conejos, guías, compañeros que te invitan a zapar y zafar de este agujero.
Mariano Mendoza 16/11/07
4:19 AM
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