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la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
suavemente ahora la luz del día
usted dice que usted me ama
la luz retirada
todos tragan los años
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras
no esté enojado con mí
arriba y abajo de él va
resido en la montaña de la tabla
suave como la cama en la tierra
era un oysterman joven alto
simplemente hablando
cuando era adaptó Londres

 



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