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usted es mi compañero
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
ido antes de nosotros
perro de la guinga y el gato del calicó
ese año
por las mañanas nube-grises
pero alas, sueños justos
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
las estrellas cayeron de cielo

 



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