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veo todos los ingenios humanos
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
en el puerto de York nueva
sé lo que usted va a decir
qué nosotros ahora hará
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmóvil
solitario y solitario
cuando miraba en sus ojos
sobre-habi'a preparado el acontecimiento


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