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ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
no éramos muchos
cuando usted viene esta noche
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
soy el viento que duda
hace usted oír
cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra
ese año
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas

 



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