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hay aumentos para todas nuestras pérdidas
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
ésta es la nave de la perla
la medianoche pasada
es verdad que usted dice que los dioses son más uso a usted que hadas
está a menudo no tan?
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
el amanecer era verde
vea que me doy usted
revuelva
pero alas, sueńos justos
le detesté
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí

 



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