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no dé vuelta a su cabeza
tres días los oí afligirse cuando pongo absolutamente
envuelva la tierra en tiempo nublado
vi que el dios usted la duda?
aflíjase no para el invisible
las montañas son gente silenciosa
el existir del cisne
en su tienda guardada
fuera del profundo y de la obscuridad
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
vi los archangels en mi manzana-a'rbol ayer por la noche
en septiembre

 



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