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ámeme en el último, o si usted no
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
dígame
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman
no ruego para la paz
sol y viento y golpe del mar
el dulce con el fern y se levantó
los pequeños rezos blancos
es verdad que usted dice que los dioses son más uso a usted que hadas
porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
con los ojos mansos, marrones

 



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