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ella oyó a niños el jugar en el sol
el sol caminó abajo de su trono de oro
oscuro-eyed
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
en la medianoche
tome mis pulseras
hice una pausa el marco abierto
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
una vida en la onda del océano
no esté enojado con mí

 



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