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sad poem

debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
reservado, con reverance, en temor
¡bajo!' tis a la noche de la gala
cuando las horas del día se numeran
tormenta
muy bien, usted liberales
melancolía, azul era
el misterio más oscuro, más extraño
se levantó y el ámbar era la puesta del sol en el río
plantemos
escuche el mar del sonido
como baja el igualar


 



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