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no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
como águilas en colmo ascendente
hace usted oír
pueden hablar de amor en una cabaña
poco parque que paso a través
las sombras de las naves
tome mis pulseras
en todas las cosas no habladas de
del sol ni de estrellas
un pequeño melocotón en la huerta creció
en y de sí mismo
él habla no bien
no ruego para la paz
la oscuridad

 



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