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sorry poem

sueño dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
suavemente llorando
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
tengo que decir buonas noches
de'bil-se va volando la canción
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
el mirar más allá
el amor se ha cantado mil maneras
el misterio más oscuro, más extraño
el merriment sin fin, absurdo de estrellas
y pan del breaketh no más
pero no puedo ahora leerle

 



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