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mientras que estaba parado escuchar, discreto mudo
una pluma del acero
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
el solo puño apretado levantado y alista
el misterio más oscuro, más extraño
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
era el otoño del año
fuera del mar chispeante
debajo del timón del guerrero
como él de quién alcohol en el resplandor del mediodía
hace usted oír

 



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