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no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
el mirar más allá
todos tragan los años
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
glooms de los vivir-robles
le detesté
antes del santo de bronce solemne

 



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