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romantic poetry

se hace el día
tan perdido
nosotros que estaban parados
un poeta, tomando el frenillo de su lengüeta
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
tenían él e i pero satisfecho
los días hypocritic
la música i oído con usted era más que música
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
babylon -- donde voy a soñar

 



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