Rima XLIX

Alguna vez la encuentro por el mundo
y pasa junto a mí;
y pasa sonriéndose, y yo digo:
-¿Cómo puede reír?

Luego asoma a mi labio otra sonrisa
máscara del dolor,
y entonces pienso: -¡Acaso ella se ríe
como me río yo!

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