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cuando el velo de los ojos se levanta
cuando las horas del día se numeran
y todavía caminaron encendido
ido antes de nosotros
podríamos sino saber
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
sombras coas alas que barren cerca
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
la fragancia vino
mientras que estaba parado escuchar, discreto mudo

 



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