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glooms de los vivir-robles
apenas ahora
hay un país por completo del vino
había un strangeness en sus labios
la medianoche pasada
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
para venir tan pronto a esto imaginaba obscuridad
todavía recuerdo sin duda alguna
ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
mi alma va revestida en cosas magníficas
el amanecer era verde
tristemente hablando

 



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