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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 5:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 1:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 2:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 4:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 4:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 6:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 8:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 5:34 pm
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"Amor Callado
Amor callado, que jamás se queja; amor que, en la discreta madrugada, sólo acierta a poner, junto a tu reja, la ilusión de una estrofa perfumada.
Amor de un alma taciturna y vieja; amor que es como música olvidada, que tiene azul resignación de oveja, que lo dá todo y no pide nada.
Amor es eso, amar como te amo, sin medir tu desdén, sin que un reclamo haga que el alma de esperanza estalle.
Amor sin arrebatos y sin ruido, que espera que tu hogar esté dormido para pasar entonces por tu calle."
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 7:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 8:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:19 am
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