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es verdad que usted dice que los dioses son más uso a usted que hadas
quién nombrará el viento
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
a alguno los dioses gordos
aquí cae ninguna luz
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle
ella oyó a niños el jugar en el sol
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
en la medianoche
el dulce con el fern y se levantó
felicidad
vi las nubes entre las colinas
gloom
ésta es la nave de la perla

 



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