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la hija, arte del thou viene morir
el cielo
en el frunce de la oscuridad y piden
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
envuelva la tierra en tiempo nublado
si el asesino rojo piensa él mata
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
no dé vuelta a su cabeza
deje el unsaid encantador de las palabras
no sea falso
en alguna parte leí un cuento extrańo, viejo, oxidado
amo las viejas endechas melodious

 



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