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caído tan
ésta es la nave de la perla
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
está a menudo no tan?
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
por el puente grosero
la pienso espléndido justo
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
nosotros que estaban parados
el rodillo triste del tambor amortiguado tiene golpe
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente

 



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