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funeral poem

para la verdad, para el amor
tome mis pulseras
ella era una belleza en los días
aquí cae ninguna luz
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
suavemente ahora la luz del día
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido

 



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