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sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
no puedo ahora decirle
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
vi los archangels en mi manzana-a'rbol ayer por la noche
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
entre las montañas vagué
ese año
dulce y fuerte
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
está a menudo no tan?
qué nosotros ahora hará
el amo de destinos humanos es yo

 



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