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sueño dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
amo mi hora del viento y de la luz
flor blanca de la espuma, flor roja de la llama
era muchas y mucho hace un año
ruédeme abajo por el prado
no puedo ahora decirle
lo vi una vez antes
todo mi amor para mi dulce
gloom

 



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