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mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
todavía su gris oscila la torre sobre el mar
no cuelgue ninguna guirnalda
cuando libertad de su altura de la montaña
en su tienda guardada
mejore que el granito
encima del sur en la rotura del día
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío

 



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