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Tus manos, balanzas conque pesas minucias y acertijos toman la tacita blanca mueven cucharillas revuelven los relojes apagan los espejos. Tus manos, peinetas encajadas en el agua esquinan la noche contra el fuego. María Eugenia Caseiro febrero 24, 2005
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