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nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
en y encendido
fuera del mar chispeante
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
escuche el mar del sonido
me pregunto donde usted vive
no puedo ahora decirle
como vela blanca
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
por la orilla, por el mar
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
apenas ahora
amo las viejas endechas melodious

 



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