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hay uno que ese i amó una vez tanto
el pequeño lamentable, usado, caras el reír
dije, yo he cerrado mi corazón
como miento cubierto adentro, defendido adentro
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
todos esos tesoros que mienten
vea el tentativo
cuando las horas del día se numeran
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas

 



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