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cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
porqué entonces, la necesidad nosotros ve?
cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra
un pensamiento dulce solemne
vea, ellos vuelven
la nieve susurra sobre mĂ­
no puedo ahora decirle
con su pelo flaying violentamente
usted está claro
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocĂ­o
le estoy cantando
ochenta años han pasado, y más
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía

 



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