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ido antes de nosotros
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
vi que el dios usted la duda?
como él de quién alcohol en el resplandor del mediodía
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazĂłn de la piedra
¡bajo!' tis a la noche de la gala
el misterio más oscuro, más extraño
dije
hay aumentos para todas nuestras pérdidas
no me quemo ningĂşn incienso
he echado el mundo

 



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