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escuche
de nuestros lugares ocultados
tan perdido
el prado se arrastraba
nunca en toda mi vida
una vez este césped suave
soplador de vidrio del tiempo
claro de luna profundo y blando
poco parque que paso a través
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
vi que el dios usted la duda?
le detesté
como águilas en colmo ascendente

 



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