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quizás no es ninguna materia que usted murió
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
tenían él e i pero satisfecho
de largo hace, en el claro de luna joven
el elevar, como el viento sopló
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
felicidad
ochenta años han pasado, y más
los pequeños rezos blancos
el existir del cisne
como ella
éste es el arsenal
se hace el día

 



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