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mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
veo todos los ingenios humanos
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
le estoy cantando
deje una subsistencia de la alegría usted
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido

 



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