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soy fevered
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
no puedo ahora decirle
escuche
el rodillo triste del tambor amortiguado tiene golpe
resido en la montaña de la tabla
fuera del mar chispeante
de la canción y del sueño para ido siempre
cuando las horas del día se numeran
porqué hágale siempre soporte allí que tiembla

 



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