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hay una hora del resto pacífico
vi los archangels en mi manzana-a'rbol ayer por la noche
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
antes del santo de bronce solemne
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
una palabra del vuelo de aquí y allí
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
ésos en el superior dicen que le conocen, tierra -- son mentirosos
todos tragan los años
vea, de esta falsificación de él

 



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