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qué nosotros ahora hará
nobleza de la muerte otra vez
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman
en su tienda guardada
hay cualquiera allí
para mí era concejal gaunt, grave
me pregunto donde usted vive
quizás no es ninguna materia que usted murió
amo mi vida, pero no demasiado bien
no puedo ahora decirle
entre el humo y la niebla de una tarde de diciembre
cuál era él los motores dichos
amé a mujer

 



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