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él habla no bien
las cortinas de la noche caían rápidamente
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
una tormenta está montando en la marea
uno por uno, como se va de un árbol
he ganado la raza
una vez este césped suave
una niebla conducía abajo

 



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