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splendor dulce
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
lo van
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
una pluma del acero
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
veré una estrella esta noche
el amor se ha cantado mil maneras
para arropar el pensamiento ardiente
la noche es oscura, y los vientos del invierno
a alguno los dioses gordos
resido en la montańa de la tabla
flor blanca de la espuma, flor roja de la llama

 



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