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hasta su ventana del compartimiento
el aire es como una mariposa
podríamos sino saber
caras hermosas, tragical
cántele otra vez a canción cantado
hijas del tiempo
con su pelo flaying violentamente
en su tienda guardada
pienso a menudo en la ciudad hermosa
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
plantemos
usted está claro
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel

 



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