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ido antes de nosotros
el sol está para arriba
porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
porqué hágale siempre soporte allí que tiembla
por las mañanas nube-grises
las montañas son gente silenciosa
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
brilla la edad pasada, el siguiente con esperanza se ve
glooms de los vivir-robles
oscilado en la horquilla del profundo


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