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usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted
con alegría y maravilla
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
evidenciado en la luz tenue en sus ojos
sobre los tejados compita con las sombras de nubes
todavía trece años
dije
la hija, arte del thou viene morir
las sombras ponen a lo largo de broadway
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar

 



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