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no éramos muchos
ruédeme abajo por el prado
con su pelo flaying violentamente
tengo que decir buonas noches
estaba parado
la medianoche pasada
a qué una mujer la comparará querida
envuelva la tierra en tiempo nublado
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello

 



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