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en el frunce de la oscuridad y piden
estaba parado
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
travails de la tierra
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
cuál guarda
las verdades tremendas éstos sean
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad

 



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