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ponemos
mire detrás con los ojos longing y sepa que seguiré
ruédeme abajo por el prado
como águilas en colmo ascendente
en la esfera
las montañas son gente silenciosa
algún se quejó al amo
sombras coas alas que barren cerca
no puedo ahora decirle
soplador de vidrio del tiempo
en un viejo compartimiento se encendió suavemente
simplemente hablando
escuche
ella sabe un lanzamiento barato

 



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