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qué yo le deben
un poeta, tomando el frenillo de su lengüeta
y mi nombre es veraz
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
venido abajo en el amanecer de las colinas windless
las sombras de las naves
uno con usted
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas
una vez este césped suave
trenzado y tejido
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra

 



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