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cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
está a menudo no tan?
era no para ese olor singular
a lo largo de una orilla
me preguntan donde he estado
amo mi vida, pero no demasiado bien
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
era el otoño del año
cuando el viento trabaja contra nosotros en la obscuridad

 



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