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la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
amo robar un rato lejos
poco parque que paso a través
ella dijo
oscuro-eyed
uno con usted
evidenciado en la luz tenue en sus ojos
un destello del oro en gloom y gris
al lado de un campo afectado
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
es usted despierto?

 



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