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ochenta años han pasado, y más
cortocircuito y dulce, y hemos venido al extremo de él
simplicidad
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
como miento cubierto adentro, defendido adentro
a lo largo de una orilla
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
ahora para una lucha enérgica y alegre

 



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