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ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
oscilado en la horquilla del profundo
en números mournful
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
sol y viento y golpe del mar
todavía trece años
he ganado la raza
esté en mí como los humores eternos
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmóvil
voluntad usted brilla tenuemente en el mar?
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
nosotros que estaban parados
es usted vivo?
¡bajo!' tis a la noche de la gala

 



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