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estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
he oído que cierta princesa
revuelva
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
le detesté
amo las viejas endechas melodious
por completo de rasgones
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
él habla no bien
no hay escape al lado del río
plantemos

 



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