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la noche era negra y drear
la agonía del tener demasiada energía
en un viejo compartimiento se encendió suavemente
con los ojos mansos, marrones
había tres en el prado al lado del arroyo
el existir del cisne
revuelva
una milla detrás
a través del pecho de dolor de la amplia tierra
a alguno los dioses gordos

 



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