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qué yo le deben
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
he tenido un miedo en mi vida
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
y pan del breaketh no más
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
es usted despierto?
el mirar más allá
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
veo todos los ingenios humanos

 



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