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ella cojea con parar paso doloroso
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
compuesto de loveliness solamente
gloom
uno con usted
esposa querida
la tierra guarda cierto ir de la vibración
hay uno que ese i amó una vez tanto
una palabra del vuelo de aquí y allí
él vino tomarme por la mano
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
todos esos tesoros que mienten
cómo como las estrellas es este el blanco, las caras sin nombre
podríamos sino saber

 



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