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no ruego para la paz
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
calma como que segundo verano
me pregunto donde usted vive
el solo puńo apretado levantado y alista
como va un hombre desnudo yo
sé no dónde
una vida en la onda del océano
dígame menos o dígame más
con su pelo flaying violentamente
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
mejore que el granito

 



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