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le estoy cantando
el aire es como una mariposa
soy una mujer
paredes y enorme altos
cuando, lleno de amor caliente e impaciente
no permanezca no más
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
vea, de esta falsificación de él
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
en números mournful
fuera del mar chispeante

 



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