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ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
y todavía caminaron encendido
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
no puedo sentir siempre su greatness
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
su pelo hermoso

 



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