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cuando las horas del día se numeran
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
se hace el día
aquí cae ninguna luz
es usted vivo?
raza alto-llevada
todos tragan los años
hay cualquiera allí
usted recuerda
las verdades tremendas éstos sean
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado

 



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