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cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra
ese ańo
es usted despierto?
nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
se levantó y el ámbar era la puesta del sol en el río
hace mil ańos silenciosos
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
cuando, lleno de amor caliente e impaciente
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
dígame no
solitario y solitario

 



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