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se levantó y el ámbar era la puesta del sol en el río
bucks negros gordos en un cuarto del vino-barril
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman
rosas y oro
a alguno los dioses gordos
caído tan
no se aflija que encima
suavemente llorando
caras hermosas, tragical
el sentarse en su eje de balancín que espera su té
ésta es la nave de la perla
todos dentro y todos sin mí

 



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