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El niño

Yo te maldigo, yo te desprecio.

Yo te agradezco porque me enseñaste a odiar,
me diste un odio que no deja llorar.
Ya no puedo llorar como un niño.
Yo te maldigo, yo te desprecio,
quiero tu alma en amargos tormentos.
Ya no puedo llorar como un niño.

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