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su cara es justa y lisa y fina
la luna de levantamiento ha ocultado las estrellas
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted
déme el hambre
levantado de los muertos
amé a mujer
él vino tomarme por la mano
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
las estrellas cayeron de cielo

 



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