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debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
con la puesta del sol
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
caído tan
vi los archangels en mi manzana-a'rbol ayer por la noche
veo todos los ingenios humanos
le hizo ven siempre un cocodrilo
tristes son que saben no amor
no puedo sentir siempre su greatness
estoy viejo y oculto
estos corazones fueron tejidos de alegrías y de cuidados humanos
le cuento con

 



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