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del sol ni de estrellas
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
con los ojos mansos, marrones
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí

 



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