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porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
no me quemo ningún incienso
las sombras de las naves
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
melancolía, azul era
muy bien, usted liberales
no éramos muchos
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas

 



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