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el amo de destinos humanos es yo
rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
qué yo le deben
el amanecer era verde
he echado el mundo
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
el eliminar, luchando vainly
naranjas de desplume nubian azul-negras
por completo de rasgones
debajo del timón del guerrero
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
todos dentro y todos sin mí
tráigame la canción suave

 



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