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sombras coas alas que barren cerca
como vela blanca
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
en la tierra silenciosa
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
ciudad que no es una ciudad
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle

 



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