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ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
sobre los tejados compita con las sombras de nubes
las verdades tremendas éstos sean
la señora, su corazón ha dado vuelta al polvo
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
usted es hermoso y descolorado
el sol está para arriba
me pregunto donde usted vive
mire detrás con los ojos longing y sepa que seguiré
vi que el dios usted la duda?
hombre frío severo
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar

 



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