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algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
quizás no es ninguna materia que usted murió
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
el eliminar, luchando vainly
soy cansado de ser amargo y cansado de ser sabio
una tormenta está montando en la marea
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmóvil
tiene usted el caminar visto a través de la aldea
cuál guarda
he ganado la raza

 



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