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mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
ella cojea con parar paso doloroso
una vez este césped suave
entre el humo y la niebla de una tarde de diciembre
oscuro-eyed
ésta es la nave de la perla
en alguna parte leí un cuento extraño, viejo, oxidado
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras

 



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