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amo mi vida, pero no demasiado bien
a alguno los dioses gordos
estrella-polvo y luz vaporosa
vea, ellos vuelven
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle
arriba y abajo de él va
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
hay un país por completo del vino
ella estalló el vino feroz
cuando miraba en sus ojos
todavía trece años

 



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