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cuando libertad de su altura de la montaña
había un strangeness en sus labios
los pasillos de mármol resounding largos
a alguno los dioses gordos
la medianoche pasada
no me quemo ningún incienso
ella oyó a niños el jugar en el sol
el mirar más allá
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
la oscuridad

 



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