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con los ojos mansos, marrones
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
hace usted oĂ­r
por lo tanto no puedo
al lado de un campo afectado
sombras coas alas que barren cerca
el prado se arrastraba
hace mil años silenciosos
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
resido en la montaña de la tabla
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocĂ­o

 



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