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éste es el arsenal
paredes y enorme altos
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
qué yo le deben
la oscuridad
el niño que lanzó lejos la hoja después de la hoja
hace usted no oír
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
babylon -- donde voy a soñar
como va un hombre desnudo yo

 



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