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hice un voto una vez, uno solamente
usted dice que usted me ama
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
dentro de mi mano sostengo
para entonces fuera
en su vuelo
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
bucks negros gordos en un cuarto del vino-barril
suave como la cama en la tierra

 



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