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truely
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
él incluso tendría su broma
al revés, dé vuelta al revés
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
resido en la montaña de la tabla
fuera de la ventana un mar de árboles verdes
hay cualquiera allí
vivido por la orilla

 



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