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como baja el igualar
resido en la montaña de la tabla
cuando era adaptó Londres
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
estoy viejo y oculto
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
quizás no es ninguna materia que usted murió
el amanecer era verde
le detesté

 



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