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se hace el día
el dulce con el fern y se levantó
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
estoy muriendo
mientras que estaba parado escuchar, discreto mudo
he oído que cierta princesa
en septiembre
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
claro de luna profundo y blando
el elevar, como el viento sopló
con alegría y maravilla

 



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