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death poem

él vino tomarme por la mano
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
pueden hablar de amor en una cabańa
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
mi alma va revestida en cosas magníficas

 



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