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cuando volví en la puesta del sol
el amanecer era verde
en la medianoche
este tazón de fuente de plata antiguo el míos
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
hasta su ventana del compartimiento
le hizo ven siempre un cocodrilo
el niño que lanzó lejos la hoja después de la hoja
una milla detrás
dios
ella cojea con parar paso doloroso
el amo de destinos humanos es yo

 



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