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usted dice que usted me ama
tormenta
en septiembre
he echado el mundo
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
el pasar a través de las paredes amontonadas y feas
dulce y fuerte
debajo de la luna de la cosecha
por las mañanas nube-grises
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
soporte aquí por mi lado

 



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