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cuando era un muchacho en la universidad
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
encima del sur en la rotura del día
qué yo le deben
reservado, con reverance, en temor
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
el eliminar, luchando vainly
glooms de los vivir-robles
nuestros momentos agradables vuelan
soporte aquí por mi lado
hace usted no oír

 



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