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oscilado en la horquilla del profundo
de'bil-se va volando la canción
es usted vivo?
la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
no sea falso
he tenido un miedo en mi vida
truely
velas que derriban de lado en latas del tomate
no puedo ahora decirle
el prado se arrastraba
sueńo dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
he visto las estrellas más orgullosas

 



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