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la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmóvil
dígame
a través del pecho de dolor de la amplia tierra
y mi nombre es veraz
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
ponemos
está a menudo no tan?
los arcos del puente rojo
en la esfera
asustado no más, digo
este tazón de fuente de plata antiguo el míos

 



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