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la noche era negra y drear
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
ella sabe un lanzamiento barato
el mirar más allá
si el asesino rojo piensa él mata
algunos de los dańos que usted ha curado
dígame no
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
con los ojos mansos, marrones
no se aflija que encima
ella estalló el vino feroz

 



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