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muy bien, usted liberales
debajo de la luna de la cosecha
pájaros contra el viento de abril
sé no dónde
velas que derriban de lado en latas del tomate
dice de buenas viejas épocas
melancolía, azul era
pasado implacable del thou
oscilado en la horquilla del profundo
cuando las horas del día se numeran
pharaoh, rey de la tierra de Egipto
a alguno los dioses gordos
ahora para una lucha enérgica y alegre

 



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