.Se anuda la esquina,
vereda desierta,
dando y dando
me estás hartando.
Tu silencio aturde,
tu ruido confunde,
dando y dando
el sueño te hunde.
Ciudad: me cansé de tu tango,
de tus Malos Aires.
Tus mañanas son esquivas
y de tus noch.
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