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pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
tan perdido
pasado implacable del thou
poco parque que paso a través
el merriment sin fin, absurdo de estrellas
mi alma va revestida en cosas magníficas
cuando miraba en sus ojos
sobre-habi'a preparado el acontecimiento
raza alto-llevada
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
pero alas, sueños justos

 



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