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la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
había una época en años anteriores
a alguno los dioses gordos
está a menudo no tan?
tengo que decir buonas noches
dije
había tres en el prado al lado del arroyo
déme el hambre
todo mi amor para mi dulce
pueden hablar de amor en una cabaña
el mirar más allá

 



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