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nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
aquí cae ninguna luz
fuera del profundo y de la obscuridad
porqué entonces, la necesidad nosotros ve?
usted oye la lluvia?
el existir del cisne
no me quemo ningún incienso
vi las nubes entre las colinas
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
renueve la visión del placer
quizás
este tazón de fuente de plata antiguo el míos
suave como la cama en la tierra
deje el unsaid encantador de las palabras

 



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