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dondeyo encuéntrele
todavía recuerdo sin duda alguna
para arropar el pensamiento ardiente
he sabido el silencio de las estrellas y del mar
me preguntan donde he estado
sueño dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
buena mujer
ella cojea con parar paso doloroso
suavemente llorando
la nieve susurra sobre mí
no sea falso
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano

 



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