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porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
behold yo, en mi chiffon, gasa y malla
una niebla conducía abajo
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
y mi nombre es veraz
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
encima de los prados ricos con maíz
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
pueden hablar de amor en una cabaña

 



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