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famous poem

veo todos los ingenios humanos
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted
todos esos tesoros que mienten
una pluma del acero
dentro de mi mano sostengo
en números mournful
en la esfera
con su pelo flaying violentamente
nunca en toda mi vida
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
ciudad que no es una ciudad
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?


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