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a través del pecho de dolor de la amplia tierra
qué nosotros ahora hará
como ella
haga a muchachos y las muchachas todavía van
paredes y enorme altos
el movimiento de su cuerpo es como música
por lo tanto no puedo
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
como va un hombre desnudo yo
para poder ver cada lado de cada pregunta
voy mi manera complacently
arrojé mi alma al aire como un vuelo del halcón

 



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