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una pluma del acero
voy mi manera complacently
cuando miraba en sus ojos
como ella
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
a alguno los dioses gordos
brilla la edad pasada, el siguiente con esperanza se ve
las canciones antiguas
cuando, lleno de amor caliente e impaciente
simplicidad
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extrańo que la vida debe ser
sé no dónde
soy el viento que duda
a lo largo de una orilla

 



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