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apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
había un strangeness en sus labios
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
no dé vuelta a su cabeza
y con el pájaro del tarareo
nosotros que estaban parados
babylon -- donde voy a soñar
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último
los días hypocritic
fui arriba y abajo de las calles

 



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