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death poem

no del mundo ancho del conjunto
hace usted no oír
en el puerto de York nueva
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
a alguno los dioses gordos
ella era una belleza en los días
era el otoño del año
he oído que cierta princesa
como vela blanca
cuando las horas del día se numeran
cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra

 



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