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porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
como ella
estaba parado
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
poco parque que paso a través
hace mil años silenciosos
flores de bebés

 



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