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rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
caras hermosas, tragical
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted
fuera del profundo y de la obscuridad
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
una milla detrás
materia de la luna
tan perdido

 



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