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la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
la luz retirada
estos corazones fueron tejidos de alegrías y de cuidados humanos
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
no me quemo ningún incienso
el misterio más oscuro, más extraño
envuelva la tierra en tiempo nublado
pasado implacable del thou
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza

 



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