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lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
usted es mi compańero
flor blanca de la espuma, flor roja de la llama
aquí cae ninguna luz
paredes y enorme altos
cuando libertad de su altura de la montańa
el amanecer era verde
y pan del breaketh no más
arqueó la inundación
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
quizás
sé no dónde
como ella
tengo gusto de ella

 



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