tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452213277898172604.post-70315917549528847542008-04-17T16:47:00.001-03:002008-04-17T16:47:52.642-03:00OTROS POEMAS Y LAS INQUIETANTES PUERTAS<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uTSe8bTb58w/RwgcTprxxhI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hZQ-L2XaD1A/s1600-h/DAVID+DI+MICHELANGELO+PARTE.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uTSe8bTb58w/RwgcTprxxhI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hZQ-L2XaD1A/s400/DAVID+DI+MICHELANGELO+PARTE.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118372100439131666" /></a><br /><br /><br /><em><strong>Esta es mi flor de loto<br />y yo era su sombra<br />esta es mi flor de loto<br />mi mundo no se aclarará<br />tanto vagar para no conservar<br />nunca nada....</strong></em>(Heroes del silencio,Flor de Loto)<br /><br /><a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/ar/"><br /><img alt="Creative Commons License" style="border-width:0" src="http://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/2.5/ar/88x31.png" /><br /></a><br /><br />Esta obra está licenciada bajo una <br /><a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/ar/">Licencia Creative Commons Atribución-No Comercial-Sin Obras Derivadas 2.5 Argentina</ael mas bello fuselajenoreply@blogger.com