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todavía su gris oscila la torre sobre el mar
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
estoy en amor con los altos lugares far-seeing
sé lo que usted va a decir
cuando miraba en sus ojos
qué yo le deben
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
en alguna parte leí un cuento extraño, viejo, oxidado

 



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