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era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
el eliminar, luchando vainly
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
ruédeme abajo por el prado
en septiembre
glooms de los vivir-robles
en su tienda guardada
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana
nuestros momentos agradables vuelan
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
los pasillos de mármol resounding largos
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano
cómo como las estrellas es este el blanco, las caras sin nombre

 



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