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hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
el merriment sin fin, absurdo de estrellas
dije, yo he cerrado mi corazón
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman

 



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