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short love poem

como ella
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
cĂłmo como las estrellas es este el blanco, las caras sin nombre
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
cuando las horas del dĂ­a se numeran
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmĂłvil
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
sé no dónde
los dĂ­as endeared a cada MUSE
vea, ellos vuelven

 



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