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oscilado en la horquilla del profundo
con su pelo flaying violentamente
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana
tenían él e i pero satisfecho
he ganado la raza
ayer por la noche la Luna Llena puso un paño del blanco
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano

 



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