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el rodillo triste del tambor amortiguado tiene golpe
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
algunos días más ventosos
los poetas dicen
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
no puedo sentir siempre su greatness
tristemente hablando
la oscuridad
resido en la montaña de la tabla
nunca en toda mi vida
estos corazones fueron tejidos de alegrías y de cuidados humanos

 



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