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todos dentro y todos sin mí
y todavía caminaron encendido
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
ponemos
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
sueño dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
las sombras de las naves
renueve la visión del placer
amo mi hora del viento y de la luz
soplador de vidrio del tiempo
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac

 



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