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le estoy cantando
de nuestros lugares ocultados
contra la llama verde del espino-a'rbol
quizás
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
los pasillos de mármol resounding largos
cuando el velo de los ojos se levanta
caras hermosas, tragical
el existir del cisne
he ganado la raza
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
allĂ­ por la ventana en la vieja casa
como va un hombre desnudo yo

 



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