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el prado se arrastraba
la nieve susurra sobre mĂ­
el mirar más allá
una pluma del acero
nosotros que estaban parados
escrito en una noche del vuelo
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
en sus regimentals desiguales
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente

 



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