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voy mi manera complacently
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle
de la canción y del sueño para ido siempre
ésos en el superior dicen que le conocen, tierra -- son mentirosos
dije, yo he cerrado mi corazón
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
hay una hora del resto pacífico

 



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