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la nieve susurra sobre mí
estrella-polvo y luz vaporosa
en el puerto de York nueva
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
levantado de los muertos
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
los pequeños rezos blancos
mire hacia fuera sobre las estrellas, mi amor
esposa querida
el cuerpo puede confinar
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
sobre los tejados compita con las sombras de nubes

 



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