Un Ser Perdido

Soy un ser sin dirección,
Perdido en un mundo finito,
Una jarra para miel dorado,
Pero vacío y llena de hoyos.
Nada queda,
Solamente cae rapidamente
Hacia un mundo
Que no puedo abrazar.


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