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déme el hambre
truely
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
allí por la ventana en la vieja casa
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
arriba y abajo de él va
estos corazones fueron tejidos de alegrías y de cuidados humanos
era muchas y mucho hace un año
usted es hermoso y descolorado

 



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