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el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
sé lo que usted va a decir
esté en mí como los humores eternos
debajo del timón del guerrero
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
ciudad que no es una ciudad
por la orilla, por el mar
ahora para una lucha enérgica y alegre
las estrellas cayeron de cielo
hace mil años silenciosos
porqué hágale siempre soporte allí que tiembla

 



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