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disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
plantemos
el amanecer era verde
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
aquí miente una señora más hermosa
vea, ellos vuelven
la pienso espléndido justo
las montañas son gente silenciosa
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
él vino tomarme por la mano
lo van

 



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