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ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
una tormenta está montando en la marea
he tenido un miedo en mi vida
la luz retirada
el mirar más allá
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
había un strangeness en sus labios
aunque repine del amor, y rozadura de la razón
pero no puedo ahora leerle
pienso a menudo en la ciudad hermosa
gaily a través de los campos bailamos
los pasillos de mármol resounding largos
una vida en la onda del océano

 



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