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no hay multitud, no obstante est mirado y tendido
ponemos
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levant
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano
cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas
usted es mi compaero
ahora mientras que estn viviendo mis labios
hice una pausa el marco abierto

 



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