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ochenta años han pasado, y más
qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares
noche misteriosa
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
desdeño a mis amigos más que usted
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
porqué entonces, la necesidad nosotros ve?
dígame
estos corazones fueron tejidos de alegrías y de cuidados humanos
su pelo hermoso

 



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