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gothic poetry

cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
vea que me doy usted
glooms de los vivir-robles
debajo del timón del guerrero
estoy en amor con los altos lugares far-seeing
he oído que cierta princesa
las estrellas cayeron de cielo
suavemente llorando
he visto las estrellas más orgullosas
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
soy cansado de ser amargo y cansado de ser sabio


 



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