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serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
cuando libertad de su altura de la montaña
el dulce con el fern y se levantó
para venir tan pronto a esto imaginaba obscuridad
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
ese año

 



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