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era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
cuando un hecho se hace para la libertad
el eliminar, luchando vainly
hace tres años hoy
con los ojos mansos, marrones
rosas y oro
pájaros contra el viento de abril
haga a muchachos y las muchachas todavía van
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
llevo a cabo su corazón
había una época en años anteriores
para entonces fuera


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