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estoy en amor con los altos lugares far-seeing
naranjas de desplume nubian azul-negras
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
quién nombrará el viento
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
cuando era adaptó Londres
y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
del sol ni de estrellas
los días melancólicos han venido
déjenos compasión los de quienes sea mejor que nosotros son
hombre frío severo
un destello del oro en gloom y gris

 



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