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la música i oído con usted era más que música
si era muy seguro
mire detrás con los ojos longing y sepa que seguiré
aquí cae ninguna luz
cuando las horas del día se numeran
raza alto-llevada
soplador de vidrio del tiempo
soy el viento que duda
en y de sí mismo
tormenta
no sea falso
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
evidenciado en la luz tenue en sus ojos
el más triste del año

 



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